Butter churn. We're going to make butter in the summer, we decided.
Saw, powered by small petrol engine. Slowly cutting through bullhead rail. I *need* one.
Lots of Fergusons. I like Fergies.
My Dad had one of these. AC was not so sure.
And we all loved the military Landy's. Technically, I could restore Ellie back to this and join. Unlikely though!
The woman at the tool stand said "You going help Daddy with the wheels then?" and AC just said "Yes!" R looked at me, looked at him, and said, "Well, come on then son." and off they went. All this 'step' business is for numpties apparently!
AC talked to me the other day about how lucky he was to have a normal Daddy, and R, who is more like a Daddy. And apparently the best Mummy in the World!
Well, who am I to argue!
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