And all of that brings back the memories of England; how much fun I had and how much I loved it there. And how much I loved my friends. And... oh, gosh, I think I'm getting all misty-eyed. I must stop now.
I also fed the baby avocado, and he loved it. And I was all like, you love avocado? Me too! Have more avocado! I love avocado! You love avocado! I can't believe you love avocado too! And then I was thinking, avocado, what a strange word. Avocado, avocado, avocado. Also, it's fun to type.
And now, ta-da, pictures of the boy, In uniform. And he looks fierce, doesn't he.
(Please ignore messy living room.)
(Also, the child looks weirdly red - and the pictures are horrifically (is so a word; is so spelled like that!) dark - please ignore that too.)