Bradley was the funniest he's ever been, with his goggles on, he discovered jumping in, and would jump in, swim to the side, climb out and jump in again. If he jumped in a hundred times he jumped in two hundred.

While pulling a Benny Hill 'dirty old man' face, with his stuttering shoeless run to the jumping in place, his walk backwards away from the pool, looking through steamed up goggles, counting the paving slabs, the run and leap...

He's funny anyway. Has natural comic timing, and plays to the crowd. But this was Bradley enjoying himself.

Preparations. There were numerous names for different jumps, which were all the same jumps to us. The funniest was the hands together, above the head praying dive, which was actually another leap.

With his arm bands, he didn't sink very far at all.

A quick doggie paddle to the steps and repeat.

He even learnt to 'sink' as both Esme and Bradley call holding their breath, and putting their head under the water. Here, he's searching for and picking up a penny. Initially, he couldn't reach with his arm bands on.

Esme learnt to swim 'underwater' from one side of the pool, under the child bar, encouraged by another 'dad.'

One of Amanda's sisters in the background

Distorted by the camera

We were joined for the final week of our two weeks break by Amanda's two sisters and mother. That is, five more cousins, ranging from 18 months to 11 years.

In the background their cousin, Francis. Bradley makes a sign.

I don't know what sign. I just asked him, and he doesn't know. Well, what can you expect from a three and ¾ year old?

No, not a monkey, he was talking to someone, and often adopts this position when replying.

Them in the tent. We usually awoke fairly early, around 8 or 9am, and the kids slept on a bit longer. Here they lie with Brad's teddy bear, 'Teddy.' And one of Esme's babies, I forget which one, not that I could tell at this resolution, nor right up close. All dolls look the same to me. Much to Esme's annoyance.

The sticky ball and bats were one of Bradley's favourite new toys.

They climbed and climbed these rocks infront of the beach, though both Amanda and myself were dead worried.

A pose that makes her look more than her 5 and ¾ years. In front of a drawing in the sand of the sunshine.

We were camped miles from the beach, and often took the park and ride train, which had wonderful views of the coast, between the trees.