Dada's gliding lesson

For Father's Day, Dada got a gliding lesson. Of course, he'd already researched it to death on the internet and could probably fly a glider on his own already, but Mama thought it best to book him in with a professional. Just in case. And he took to it like a duck to water. A natural talent apparently. Go Jeffy.

And we have decided that we could live at Lasham Gliding Club. It has a bar, playground, cafe and wi-fi. What more could we need?! And Dada would get to indulge his new interest. Yippee.