bloomin' lovely

At lunchtime I caught the train up to Victoria where the girl met me. It was my first sight of her bump, the very visible presence of grandbaby boy. 
She is delighted with herself as you can see.

We meandered home to her place in North London, negotiating the many diversions caused by Pride. We didnt go to the parade because she tires easily but I enjoyed my extended tour of London on the top deck of a double-decker, and our stop-off at the Angel to sit in a leafy green and drink a cold fruity frappacino. 
Lovely weather, and really lovely to see her.