Final England

One of the major reasons we planned our holiday trip and embarked on such a punishing schedule around the houses was that my brother and his wife's second child was due on December 15. We put little bruv at the end of the trip to allow a cushion for the new baby to arrive and for them to get settled back in at home, but as the days went by the little 'un stubbonly refused to come. I was begining to kick around contingency plans for the remainder of our stay when finally the call came at 8am on Christmas Eve: four hours earlier the 8lb 15oz Grace Ella had arrived- mother and daughter both doing well. Now my brother has the other brackett for his Boxing Day birthday, and I have a new niece:






And when a little sister gets too boring, there is always hairdressing...

And so the trip draws to a close. The next time we go it will be to show off a kid of our own- weirdly cool....