Talking to the latest versions

Having experienced a birthday in the last week, I am thoughtful of the advancing years and mindful that my generation are handing over to the next. The latest versions of the family genes are already grown up and purposeful - and it is always wonderful to get together with them and share some quality time. As nephews and niece(s) go, these are as fine a bunch as one could ever wish for.

The most famous resident of Wells - the baby-eating Bishop

Bath (and Wells) was the venue. A decent lunch and pattiseries were on the menu and talking & walking were the order of the day. Given their level of intellect, the conversation was more Exhibition Road than Eastenders -  and thank goodness for that. I don't care much for TV, Lady Gaga or stag nights - something that is shared by these marvellous individuals. We did talk about this though. This video has popped up out of the ether and it is just fascinating. A remote tribe meets europeans for the first time and are terrified by the 'ghosts' in their midst. As they tentatively approach, with their arrows and axes trained on the 'intruders', will they let rip or will they have the courage to investigate face to face? The tension is spell-binding...