We had a public holiday this week and by mid morning, Youngest Son -who is apparently made of energy held in by elastic- was bouncing off the walls, so we went exploring.

Down the hill…

Across the river…

And past the harbour, with the sort of large machinery that small boys enjoy…


And off into Stuttgart, where we went to see my college, caught the rack railway up the hill again, and had so much fun we completely forgot to take any more pictures.

Ah, well.