The story of an afternoon with paddling pools. (Yes it's not raining in Manchester )

  1. 1.
    All was calm and prepared
  2. 2.
    My youngest son pottered happily transferring water between pools.
  3. 3.
    Friends arrived with children as an excuse
  4. 4.
    Water pistols appeared small bit wet.
  5. 5.
    Buckets arrived very wet
  6. 6.
    We arrived into the paddling pool utterly wet. Adults and children soaked
  7. 7.
    All except youngest son who stood ar the patio doors with a look that said "you're supposed to be the responsible ones!"
  8. 8.
    45 mins later an mostly empty paddling pool
  9. 9.
    Scones with Jam and cream being eaten.
  10. 10.
    The end (still not raining by the way)