The Dog, our little name for our youngest son. My beautiful boy. So placid, calm and quiet. Here he is with Granny. Taken today in a coffee shop in Sudbury.
Breaking the FMS rules which today are ‘I drew this’. I didn’t (obviously). If you’d seen my drawing you’d know why I can’t post an image of it. Put I did pick this. A posey of wild flowers for my mum. From her childhood home, Assington Mill.
This photo was taken yesterday when we were having a picnic by the car after visiting the Lavender Fields at Hitchin. It was extremely hot. Even at 5pm. But that’s not the reason this photo is hot. Here The Pob is eating Granny’s homemade Bombay potato. Out of choice. His face is one of uncertainty… Continue reading 2013 365 #201 ‘hot’
Numbers on his wee willy winkie nightie (put on at 4am as too hot earlier). 9 weeks old. What a beaut.