Just back from a long bank holiday walk in the hills. Half way up the first hill ( a mere baby compared to the other two peaks we were planning to take in) Dominique started to complain of having a headache, being tired etc.
However, when asked about her favourite book this holiday, she went on about Dick King-Smith for the next hour and a half, taking in nearly all the height gain for the walk. And then announced her headache had gone.
Distraction remains one of my preferred ways of dealing with these things!
The walk was fantastic: sunny weather and a good breeze to keep us cool, three peaks and a picnic on top ; a mountain lake and a long descent through a beautiful valley back to the car. The views from the peaks and ridges were stunning and the great thing about walking as a family is that everyone gets the chance to chat with everyone and to have some time alone, too.
Seven hours later, we've just got home - and poor Goldie has collapsed in her basket!
Evilness - My goodness! How can they do such things? God made piggies to have little feet... trotters if you will. He did not make them to wear sling-backs or brogu...
4 hours ago