home again

We have returned from a visit to the frozen East, to visit his Harryness. Well actually, it wasn’t frozen – the weather was gorgeous, and we hied ourselves up to Sheringham yesterday, to eat fish and chips, and ice cream, and buy crab meat for supper. Lovely day, and Harry saw the sea for the very first time!

He is growing apace, and a lovely sunny baby. We miss him lots, and wish he and his mum were closer, but ho hum. Perhaps we’ll win the lottery and move back to Norfolk.

Days start early in that household, so both nights we all crawled off to bed at about 21:30, and slept like things that slept, in a sleeping sort of way.

In other news, we have booked tickets to see The Blue Nile in Dublin. I haven’t been to Dub for about 40 years (and perlmonger has never been), despite visiting about 3-4 times a year before that, as my mother was born there, and my grandmother lived in Belgrave Road, Monkstown. Really looking forward to it, but seething at the Ryanair site, whose headline prices were £3.99 out and £0.99 back (!), but still ended up as over 85 quid when I got to the checkout. Still, it’ll be lovely to go back, and TBN is a grand excuse!

a warm welcome

to His Mooseness, who finally made his appearance (13 days late) just after 2 a.m. this morning, weighing in at 7lb 10oz.

I’m grateful to his other grandfather, the first Mr Jordan, who gave me the weight in proper measures, as I can’t be doing with this newfangled nonsense.

no name yet – although the unfortunate infant is doomed to be called Moose for the rest of his natural 🙂

so quite good news, really.

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