From the front he looked fine, but from behind… I managed to persuade him to kneel at the window on the first bus so he could see out, by the second bus the mud was dry enough that I was sure it wouldn’t weld itself to the seat if he sat down. The looks we got from other passengers though: you’d think he was covered in blood, not mud. Come on: he’s a boy, he’s three – he does pretty well at staying clean most of the time.
Trousers and coat are currently soaking along with yesterday’s clothes he got filthy at the park. ‘Most of the time’ he’s clean – honestly!