What do you do when you are 2 1/2 years old and your parents throw a party? Well, you don't go upstairs and stay at the neighbours, for starters. Little Roman was up til 11pm and had a great time running around with his little racing cars looking very sweet in his chequered pyjamas and driving his mummy a bit crazy.

All in all a very successful day, Sam had his "Carnival of Animals" performance at nursery (he was one of the lions), amazing what you can get even the little ones to do, Mark and I then went for dinner at a very cute French place and subsequently had a great time at Sascha's party. Even Mark who had announced he wouldn't stay late due to his cough and general dislike of random party chat...