Firstborn

Today's Mt's 30th birthday. Generally I have a rubbish memory, but can remember almost every minute of that day.
One of the things that takes me straight back to those early days pushing the beautiful bright blue pram around Cambridge are the horse chestnut 'candles'. The town was dripping with blossom and all across Midsummer Common and through Jesus College gardens it felt like the horse chestnuts were in full flower celebrating his birth. Every single year when I see them I'm straight back to early motherhood.
So he may be a grown up now, living in another land and with his own baby on the way, but the horse chestnuts candles are back, helping me celebrate his birthday once again