Most Sundays see The Boy Child and The Brainy One visiting the park for boys-only-adventures. Some Sundays see them go on to visit Grandad and today I joined them. By joining them, I observed their Sunday ritual: 1st stop is the cafe where The Brainy One has a coffee and The Boy Child has an ice-cream, regardless of the weather. Then they run up and down the slopes, play hide and seek and pretend to be trolls under the bridge.
Some days, The Boy Child just wants the ice cream.