Another pub lunch
A sunny Sunday, our daughter and grandson staying with us, so a pub lunch is the obvious solution to the food problem. And it deals with the need to justify the calories by taking exercise.
So we walk the mile over to the White Horse in the Hertfordshire village of Burnham Green.
Is this habit forming?
Jacob, who’s two and a half, walks some of the way, but inevitably we have to carry him a fair bit of the way.
Jacob is drawn to the pub’s duckpond!

Piggybacking on the way home, Jakey thinks its fun to pinch his mother’s nose.
Glorious!
Technorati Tags: England, Hertfordshire, Burnham Green, White Horse, pub lunch
Related posts:


























0 comments
Kick things off by filling out the form below.
Leave a Comment