My weekend consisted of gardening and a christening! Must be getting old! And i managed to hurt my back by digging one hole for a plant with a trowl! Must be my technique! Perhaps a small forked trowl would have been less jarring!
The christening was quite good value as there was some wacko american vicar who made some poor women dress up as a flower! Then we had lunch afterwards at the fire station (as the babies dad is a fireman.) My mission is now to grill all me friends about baby stuff! Sorry if I bored anyone!