Eliza has decided that one should not look at the camera so this is a birthday non-portrait. It’s a terrible photo too: there were untold things going on in the background: we were trying, and failing, to Skype James; a Beef Stroganoff supper was on the table and I’d just had to mop up canine gastro-intestinal fluid from the patio. The endless glamour of life.
So my baby is all grown up. She’s still my baby though.
Sending Happy Birthday wishes to your lovely lass! And yes, she’ll always be your baby girl xx
Ha. Thank you! X