Park, Park, Park & Park

C's godmother, Louisa (on the right), was up from South Africa a few weeks back. C enjoyed spending time with her and her husband Peter on their quick trip up. Their mutual friend Pen (on the left) came over for dinner one night.

We went to the Wimbledon fair on Saturday afternoon. Right at the beginning, C found himself in little boy heaven- up close and personal with a fire truck and fireman.

After lunch, last week...

See ya, Mummy.

C has figured out which raspberries are the good raspberries at the allotment (garden). And has eaten his fair share straight from the bush...

This past weekend, the three of us ventured out of London to the Oxfordshire countryside so I could compete in a Triathlon (a race where you swim, bike and run). It took place on the grounds of Blenheim Palace - a beautiful setting. As you can see, it had things to keep C occupied while I raced: And he cheered me on as I came to the finish line: And then napped a bit while I had a reward.