What a pity you couldn't pop along for coffee. Ah well.
I've been ironing while watching the Olympic opening ceremony, which struck me in parts as very engaging and in other parts as extremely odd - though hugely impressive in its organisation. But now I've finished the ironing and the athletes are parading in. They've only got to G (Germany) so I decided to leave them to it and look at photos of Grandson taken this morning.
He was wearing his stripey suit, as you can see. And a big smile.
Daughter 1 and I took him to a soft play place.
Isn't it hard to imagine him as a big hairy man?