the Good Sport

D had cold ears after riding his motorbike this morning - despite his crash helmet - so he was persuaded to borrow this whacky hat whilst we had coffee and waited for ballet class to finish.
I was impressed by his amiable nature and his ability to play along despite not really being very keen about the whole idea.
So rather than use the shot of the chaotic table full of cups and cakes as I had planned, this is my tribute to my best bloke!