E is for Elvis

I spent most of the morning feeling sorry for myself recovering from the night before. But after a few cups of tea, some ibuprofen, and some retail therapy -I do need to look smart for the new job- I headed over to join Laura and her sister for tea...and looking after Baby E.

I actually took a few photos of the little terror but I particularly liked the Elvis impession he came up with...or is it just wind?