It's true, there is another grandson, and I fear we have been guilty of neglecting him in these pages, so here are some pictures of Curious George.
What can I tell you about him? He's four months old now, he's a great watcher (especially of his Mum) and he thinks his big brother is wonderful, even though he's a bit rumbustious at times. I can also testify that he's a little furnace: always a very warm cuddle. Not sure yet where he gets his looks and his nature; not obviously a Richardson, at any rate. Time will tell.
Here he is, getting dressed on our front room floor.
Love my Mum!
Two little boys
(Cue Rolf Harris)
So grown up, when you're going on two and a half.
But wait! There's more. We all (well, all less three) had dinner at the Mortons last night, so here's a bonus pic of a couple of old grandfathers and their grandsons.
Only a lite beer at that stage, I promise.
That's George and me, Russell and Campbell.