A pair of Bullfinch's in the garden.
A Sparrowhawk swooping in, landing on the birdtable and leaving the garden devoid of all birds, Bullfinches included.
Eating a picnic in my daughter's new playhouse.
I was doing some kettlebell exercises in the park opposite where I live - 100 swings, 100 high pulls, 100 windmills, 100 clean and press - and it was getting pretty dark, too dark to safely finish with 100 snatchs, another time.
Bearing in mind I was interrupted at the start of my 100 high pulls by a man and his dog, he seemed a bit keen, and well I thought talked a bit too long for an innocent chat with a stranger, so when I heard rustling in the trees behind me I thought 'boshi ken' check, 'mae geri' check.
I turned around and saw nothing. Then I looked a bit harder and saw a blob moving around on the ground. Cue: move in for a closer look. They can't half run for the size of them, unfortunately for some not as fast as cars.
I'm looking after my kids whilst they're on holiday.
Today we went to the supermarket, had dinner, went for a bike ride and picked blackberries (blackberry and apple crumble tomorrow). Doesn't sound like much but with a 7 year old and a 4 year old that's plenty.
And it was great big grin mahoosive ticklingly marvellous.
The guys at Aikido used to call me sonic because I could roll up into a ball and do continuous ukemi like sonic the hedgehog. I used to play skittles with peoples legs after being thrown ... I miss those days of innocent mischief.