Photos

Smithski was long gone on his commute when I emerged at 8am this morning. Quick shower and a bite of toast and then waved goodbye to J9 and the mutts. Four trains later I was home.

I brought back some photo albums that Mum had made of the kids when they were all born. I never even knew she had put the albums together. The kids had a great hour or so looking through them. It was brilliant to see how happy it made them. Bless you Mum. A good reminder of the power and importance of the photography habit.