Two milestones on our way to Dorset
We have squeezed away for a weekend in a cottage in rural Dorset. On the drive down, C gave us two memorable first occasions. First, as we got stopped at a very quick red light, C said "Ah, what the hell?" A shocked Bella and I both turned to him and had a stern word. Then, in a much better light, C began singing to the pop music we were all listening to. It was a unbashful, reasonably on tune kind of sing-a-long to a Robbie Williams tune.