Brotherly love.

Another photo of me, and my middle brother, Arthur. You can just see my little doll, who  I called Jinny. I really didn't like dolls very much, as  I preferred collecting Dinky toys, which was obviously influenced by having two brothers. Not sure how old I was, but probably about two. 
Glad to report that the sun came out today, and it is warm, at last, and I pulled my finger out, and did some housework. This afternoon, we put the lighter duvet on our bed, so I hope it won't go cold again.