Dad gives us his best "get-off-my-lawn" look. Or perhaps it's a vaguely disapproving look because the barbecue was late. But I like to think it was because the elastic had suddenly gone in his underpants.
Dad and Rosie play snap. Rosie was keen to learn some card tricks from dad (and she even beat Dad on a card memory game)
Rosie turns up the distortion on her Marshall amp, and treats us to a seven-song set on her electric guitar. Mum described her as a "mini Suzi Quatro" but although she has the performance bit sewn up, I'm going to have to start teaching her some chords pretty soon!
