This Mummy Belongs To

...Alf. A lovely gift of a very special friend. I was supposed to be going to my God Daughters Birthday party today but Alf wasn't in any fit state to travel. The calpol needed regular top ups and he asked to go to bed at 6pm. We did manage to pop to see Lyn, Paul and the kids but that really exhausted him and he was a demon baby between that and bedtime. He even refused dinner which is so unlike him.