The little fella

Well, he's not so little, anymore. He's somewhere north of 6' 3", I'd guess, so the orchestration of our hugs has changed a bit, this last year or so; now his arms go over my shoulders. He's sailed way beyond me musically, too, which, alarmingly, has resulted in a newfound interest in jazz (on his side, not mine). 

But we still get on brilliantly, I'm pleased to say, and he's always up for doing anything with me, even if it's just walking to Booths for a bit of shopping. I can't tell you how rewarding that is. 

Today, we had breakfast with his sisters before he and Abi went off for lunch with his mum (while I recorded the radio show: parts 1 and 2). Then the Minx and miniMinx came up and we began the birthday celebrations proper. 

At some point, I decided to try and use the remote on the camera (via the iPhone) to get a shot of both of us. To be honest, they mostly came out too staged - see today's extra photo - but I really liked this one. I'm looking at the preview while Dan is doing something on his phone but what I see is just how much I love this little chap. 

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