Today, after breakfast outside, the kids and I went for a walk in the Valley of Rocks. My wife was tired and rested in the car, and I honestly expected my son to do the same, but he got wind of my emergency supply of chocolate fingers and joined my daughter and I. It was quite foggy and while my daughter wanted to walk down to the beach, with the poor visibility, there would have been little point. So we went up instead. I was impressed with the stamina of both children. They walked faster than me and while both did so with vigour, my son has not been that active and I expected him to flag. Instead, he powered on impressing me. My daughter overcame her fear of heights as we climbed up the path and while we managed to walk out of the fog, it was a bit scary at times.
Over an hour later, we returned to the car where my wife had been reading. We looked about for places to have lunch but decided to return to Barnstaple as social distancing was not as evident where we were.
Later I played throw and catch with the kids, and while me daughter was resting, a rabbit hopped about behind her. After dinner, it was a few games, and now it is time for bed,
