On friday night, we went to a party to farewell Kerry. Inigo was a trouper, and hardly whinged all night, despite the loud band and people everywhere. He even had a little nap, in his pram which was parked right beside the band.
I got to meet Bob Brown, and asked him for a picture with Inigo. There was no baby kissing – but I think this will make a great picture for Inigo’s baby book!
The t-shirt reads “I have issues”
Inigo sits on the table and devours a flyer advertising a rally outside Peter Garrett’s office
There has been rather a lot on in the last few weeks, and I have a cold, so it’s been hard to keep up the blog. I hope to add another post soon with pictures of Owen Edward, who arrived on Sunday. Hopefully his mum is starting to feel better after his birth – he was more than 10 pounds!
Disco Knitter 
My parents used to talk endlessly about how I was once held by a bishop when I was a baby. (The bishop was visiting their house with a priest who was a rellie of theirs.) They didn’t have photos, but if they had I’m sure they would have been thrilled to have put them on the internets if they could have even imagined such a thing existing. I’m sure Inigo will squirm through recitations of this incident for many years. 🙂
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Marvellous photo – they both look pleased.
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