Quantum of Silliness

When you're fifteen months old, donning a starched shirt, bow tie, black trousers, waistcoat, baby dinner jacket and dinky black shoes (all procured by Mum on eBay) has a remarkable effect on grannies. A sea of "Aaaahhhhs" seemed to precede me wherever I went, which was all over the ship. There are stairs, slopes, steps, shops and so many things to explore!

Actually I have to admit that I was stuffed into this outfit under screaming protest. It was mainly 'cos Daddy wanted to change my nappy first.

Here I am with Boobie and Zaida at dinner:

I ordered the peas and the ice cream. (Not together, silly.)