Coffee

I'd forgotten how often you end up stopping for coffee when your other half is breastfeeding. In Ilkley to register the birth.

It's handy though as the weaning of my caffeine addiction has ground (that one just for you dad) to an abrupt halt with the sleepless nights.

I'd meant to get a photo of Imogen playing with the only boy she seems to approve of (you should consider yourself honoured Edward) but completely forgot (see above sleepless nights).