Mad Scientess Jane Expat
The photo above illustrates why, even though I take a bajillion photos a week, there are so few of me that aren't phone selfies. The taking of it went something like this. For context and those who aren't familiar with canal locks, the white-and-black wooden thing at the side of the frame next to Humuhumu is the bottom lock paddle. Hence, at the time this photo was taken, she was approaching a rather steep drop on the towpath.
"Honey, can you take a photo of Keiki and me?"
[Bloke takes camera, steps back.]
"No, not with the sun behind us!"
[Bloke steps quickly to the other side of us on the towpath, snaps two photos, runs toward me and shoves the camera back into my hands.]
[Bloke dashes to Humuhumu and stops her from careering wildly down the slope on her balance bike.]
[A calmer moment with Humuhumu on the balance bike, scooting down the towpath.]
After we got home, we took advantage of the sunshine to clean all the winter grit off the bikes.
[Humuhumu scrubs her pedal bike with a sponge.]
[Humuhumu rinses Daddy's hybrid with the hose.]
And finally, because it's Caturday, Telstar lording it over the garden.
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