So there we were – firstly in Inglewood, and secondly waiting in the car for Papa Bear to return from the supermarket. It was deathly boring and Wrigglesworth was getting bored. I started bopping a rattly bumblebee that hangs off his sunshade.
Oh the hilarity! Mumma – do it again! Do it again! And of course I acquiesed. I caught the tail end of the hilarity with the camera. Haha! A bumblebee being hit. Haha! Wrigglesworth is so easily, easily pleased in Inglewood.