Annie And her Godmummy.

First day of the long weekend and the weather was good of chilly this morning. We bundled the kids and various bits of baby and toddler paraphernalia into the car and drove to Oxburgh Hall where we met up with Roz, One of Annie's godmothers. Arthur enjoyed himself once he had been released from the confines of the double buggy and spent a good hour running all over the place chasing his Thomas ball. We then went back to Roz's new house which is lovely and she cooked a very nice pasta bake which Arthur wolfed down.
By six, the crying had set in which signalled the point at which we needed to beat a hasty retreat. Annie cried for the portion of the journey the sun was in her eyes and is only just going down now. Helen is on duty with the little Panster.
All in all, a very nice day indeed.