I had a look through lots of photos but couldn't come up with anything very interesting for the topic 'boy'. However, I remembered some of my son's exploits that have provoked the phrase "that's a boy thing' when I've told the story to a friend.
I've written before about my son's interest in creating ephemeral sculptures from driftwood and and stones inspired by some photos he had seen of Andy Goldsworthy's work. Unfortunately, I haven't always had a camera with me to photograph the creations, which is a shame as they are often very interesting.
This one used some wet stones, but by the time I'd taken the photo, a lot of the moisture had evaporated in the heat so the sleek seal grey effect had disappeared.
A few weeks ago we were at the beach for a swim and as usual I'd taken all out swimming gear; flippers, masks and towels, in our shopping trolley. Shopping trolleys are only used by the elderly in Scotland but here in France , people of all ages trundle them around as they are so practical. You can buy all sorts of funky designs and colours so you aren't restricted to stuart or blackwatch tartan granny bags.
On the way home from the beach , I thought the trolley was really heavy and couldn't understand why it was taking so much effort to manoeuver it around. I came to the conclusion that I must have really tired myself out swimming.
When I got home, all was revealed. My son had added a few stones to the trolley with the idea of having some raw materials to decorate his room with some ephemeral artwork that he could change when he felt like it.
The picture below probably doesn't convey how big these stones are.
So I gathered them into a large paper bag and weighed them on the scales.
The bag of stones weighed in at 9 and a half kilos! [a shade under 21 pounds].