After doing countless loads of washing with too much sand to mention, Rory and I enjoyed the afternoon out. We first perused a lovely flea market along the river by our apartment, hit the park and then enjoyed a yoghurt ice cream at Jacques Torres (which Rory mainly ate). He also flirted a lot with the shop assistant, so much so that she nipped out to the main shop to get him a chocolate train lollypop that she insisted on giving him for later. He really comes in handy sometimes. Later that evening we played with his brilliant Tegu set which Grandma and Grandpa had bought him which he really loves, he is, after all, obsessed with cars at the moment.