Like all boys, The Boy likes to play rough...he loves cycling in the forest (as do I, but my legs fade a bit more quickly than his). He loves the mud:
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And when he's not bombing round the forest, he likes to relax with the guitar. Neither his mum nor I are in any way musical...in fact when I sing in church I get told to hush. I do love listening to music, and introduced him to it from a very early age, but that doesn't explain what his teacher describes as a 'natural' talent'
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Of course, playtime comes before tidying his room up...everytime!