Introducing Madame La Marraine

Driving across town with the most stunning light shining my way with such beauty is the answer toi the question no doubt no one will ever ask me, where were you when he died. I recall very well where I was when hearing about Lady Diana's death, also when the Twin Towers were hit, sometimes these things do linger in the memory, given that I quite onsessively check temperatures and dates, it is a safe bet that I am happy somehow that I have noted this for posterity.

So about the 9th bank holiday in about three weeks or so it seems, which meant that it was very quiet in our office, that said I was very busy, I have to say I never get bored in work, I never have done and I am convinced I never will.

Another beautiful day, sadly I didn't actually see very much of it until I got home and I was able to play with the wee man. Dropped people off at swimming, went to buy some stuff with #1son and then he refused to be anywhere but in my arms.

Then a semi-unexpected visit from #1son's Godmother who, when I took this photo, was in the process of explaining the Warhol Factory photo process, I think she got to the point where the stars smiles started slipping slightly.

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