We're all off for a big walk to The Park.
Poor old Monty's legs always give out these days, so we always take his chariot.
"I want a turn too, Dad."
Yes Daisy. Up you come then.
"Weee. This is fun. Faster !"
That's enough for you, missus. Monty is tired already.
Up you come Monty. We'll try putting you both in.
"But Dad. this is my chariot"
To be continued a bit...
Si the DogBlogger.