Wallace, Gromit and The Autochef just before problems ensue.
Nothing to do with toy soldiers this morning, but a pleasant diversion from family life.
The Young Master has recently discovered the Wallace and Gromit claymation adventures. While I knew who they were somehow, I haven't seen snippets of an episode in years.
Amazon to the rescue! So, our Paul has been enjoying these during the last few evenings after dinner, and it has been a lot of fun seeing him so amused by the various misadventures portrayed. One of last evening's involved 'The Autochef' above, which, needless to say, went haywire very quickly while serving breakfast, spewing tea and flipping eggs everywhere. Hence Gromit's rain gear.
Eventually, The Autochef's head exploded, which caused no end of hilarity for our son (me too). He's still laughing about it while reading this post over my shoulder as I type it now on Tuesday morning. Ah, to be nine years old again.