Flying visit

Uncle ChrisM popped by to see Mummy and me today, in a flying tour of London in between picking up a dinner jacket that had wandered off on its own accord, and supporting a friend who was going to swim the Channel. These busy people.

The last time that Uncle ChrisM saw me, I was pretty small. I think I impressed him with my Charlie Chaplin walking impression. Well, as far as the Ministry of Silly Walks is concerned, that's the only walk I do. You try walking with chubby knees and a wide nappy between your legs. Oh, and, Mum adds, slightly wobbly but very succulent thighs.