Diggers, Birds, Boats and Puddles

I'm being unusually on the ball and blogging this before the day is even out, mainly cos I know that if I don't, I'll forget everything and we had such a lovely morning that I wanted to record it.

After a massive thunderstorm last night, where our electricity and seemingly all the electricity as far as the eye could see (and thats a long way, cos we're on the 11th floor) went off near midnight, I wasn't hopeful that today would be anything other than an at home day, and I so wanted us to get outside, because to be honest the last couple of days we haven't really got up to much.

But this morning we woke up to reasonable weather, so at about 10 we ventured out, armed only with a few coins, my phone, a bottle of water and the hip seat.
At first I thought we were only going to get as far as outside the building, as a man was mowing the grass on his ride on mower, so several minutes were spent watching him going up and down. But we finally tore ourselves away and wandered down to the old football pitch where there is currently a lot of work going on with diggers, steam rollers and so on. I found out that they are building an all weather pitch, which isn't nearly as exciting as the proposed go kart track, or skateboard park which A and I were convinced was being built!

Just for all those digger lovers out there, here are a few pics:







The last pic shows our apartment building in the background. Its the right hand tower block of the three, so we have been able to watch the building work from our balcony.

It was really tough to tear M away from the 'little digger' (I think the man was just putting on a show for us, cos as soon as we left, he stopped working!), but the promise of a croissant did the job!

On the way there, M collected several sticks, including one that I was hoping he would realise was a little large:



Luckily he dropped that one in favour of one that in the end just proved to much of a handful!



We went to a nice cafe by the harbour, and had croissant, coffee and water (with a straw so that lots of bubbles could be blown!). The croissant attracted lots of sparrows, and while I was trying to persuade M to have the last bit before I scoffed it, one cheeky one swooped down, grabbed it right out of my hand and flew off, almost hitting M in the face! I was in shock! The waiter seemed to think it was the funniest thing in the world though!
I think that this may have been the culprit, look at that innocent face.........



We then went to have a look for a duck or two by the water, but instead watched a man struggling to get his boat down the slipway into the lake. I guess us watching him was a bit offputting, but M certainly found it fascinating, the way he used a machine to roll the boat halfway in and then had to use brute force to push it the rest of the way. No photos for this part of the expedition - I thought it was a bit unfair on the guy!

By this time, M was getting tired, but insisted on walking just a little bit further. He also discovered the pockets of his shorts and these are my favourite sort of shots, where he looks so grown up, but really just a little cutie!





Not long after this, he decided that being carried was the way forward, but not before we jumped in a few (small!) puddles left over from last nights storm.

So, our short trip to watch the diggers turned into a 2 hour adventure which wore the little guy out. He is now sleeping, and to be honest, I don't blame him. I wish I could join him!