Memories, memories, memories. Georgia is now 6, nearly 7. Not so long ago, it seems, she was this little dot sitting on her Father's shoulders. For Father's Day this year, she made him a paper model of a house, a gorgeous card with a picture of a rabbit (a strong hint for Daddy about her need for a lop-earred bunny) and organised him a lucky dip - involving buried bottles of Sloe Gin, Port, a heart shaped cheddar cheese and some rather delicious Stilton - all from a lovely new website we've found called
British Fine Foods. And the sun even shone. Perfect.
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