It was a glorious, sunny, warm day. The Gorse Fox had football, the Silver Vixen and Cousteau-Cub were staying behind as Urban-Cub was coming over with baby Ellie.
The Gorse Fox got stuck into the football, and like Arsenal, managed to peak at barely mediocre. He's not sure if it was the heat, or just a bad day, but whatever it was, he just couldn't raise his game to the normal level. Having said that, he was on the winning side for the first three games. Then, in the second hour, we dropped a game 2-1, but then won and drew the last two games.
Back home we had a nice family lunch - finishing just as Ellie started to get fractious. Timed to perfection!
Late afternoon Cousteau-Cub started clearing the rill. The stones have become coated in algae and the blanket weed keeps recurring. She started with a scrubbing brush, but realised that was never going to be practical. In the end we resorted to hydrogen peroxide and the jet spray. It's about half done, but we can get back to it tomorrow. The Gorse Fox also used his new jig to cut the dovetail slots in the next set of floating shelves. Then adjusted the settings to cut the dovetails themselves - sneaking up on a good fit with some offcuts. Leaving everything set, he will return to the task later in the week.