"Simon Says." We are at a party, Saturday afternoon. Twins and some other 6 year old. Bradley and Esme are nervous, everybody's so much older, and dancing at the disco, with bubbles, at the front. The clown has everybody sitting on the floor, but Esme and Bradley put their heads on the side and, pull faces. So, I have to sit on the floor, with them on my knees. After a while, the clown persuades Esme up to the front to claim a sweet. He's pretty clever with the kids, knowing who and when. He tries to get Bradley up too. Head on side, pulls face. At the end the clown plays Simon Says and suddenly Bradley's in a robotic mood. He's made it to the finals, as in the photo, and even comes in second to a 8 year old. He's well pleased. What a clever clown.

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Amanda and Bradley dribble cold water over each other. This played over and over, with the same false laugh, and the same false surprise, as water is dribbled over Amanda's thigh, or over Bradley's back.

It's only a little stream, but surely it's such an adventure, being able to walk down a river.

	I had to walk, with Bradley on my shoulders, Esme holding my hand, both in just swim suits, and me in just shorts, showing off my now considerable girth, all the way there and back, with one extra ice cream for Amanda. These two, licking their lips, sum up delicious ice creams on a hot day. Worth the long walk.

Now, that's a strange looking cloud! I pointed it out to Esme, saying, "I've never seen one like that. Have you?" "Of course." She said nonchalantly.

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