Saturday Night, Sunday Morning

On Saturday night, we headed off to London for Teresa's 30th Birthday party at Shillibeers in Islington. The evening was fancy dress, so I decided to brave the winter cold by dressing as Marilyn Monroe in the flimsiest dress I've ever worn! With Al dressed as Yoda, we looked the perfect couple as we dashed across the platform at Kings Cross and headed onto the tube. Uncle Rob and auntie Dee saved the day by looking after Coby for us.

Coby is a girl's best friend

"Cute and little is Coby"

On Sunday morning, we took a lovely stroll in the sunshine. The wind was freezing though, so with Coby shielded from the brittle breeze, we dashed home so mummy could recover from her hangover (two glasses of wine and Marilyn Monroe looks more like Yoda).

Weather forecast: sunny and bright with a wind chill factor of minus 1,000....

Hangover? Me? Just before I steered Coby into the mud