A weekend in the country

Having left the bright lights of Bolton, Alice and I stopped in to see some new little pals - Megan and Griff. These two small people lead an idyllic country life and happily included Alice and I in their endeavours for a couple of days. In fact, Megan was so hospitable, she gave up her bed.

The gang had lunch in the garden...

...played in their tent...

...fed the ducks...

...and a good natured Alice wore various costumes for their/our amusement


She looks a bit pensive here - I have a photo a bit like this in my own bridal veil...

But our visit was all too short and although we were excited to see Stu, it was sad to leave the Pretsells. Alice was so excited that she started to say "Da-da" the day before we left. Ungrateful little whatsit - everyone knows that Ma-ma is supposed to be the first word. The fact that everything is addressed as Da-da (including Jamie, our host) is besides the point. Da-da was, at that time, out drinking until 8am in Baltimore while I was facing another long flight with a very vocal baby. Where is the love?!