I finally met my Uncle James - or "Unc" as we refer to him around here. Silly Mummy didn't think to take a picture until the day after he arrived. Here we are at the Victorian Tea Rooms : the waitresses made a fuss of me but I just wasn't in the mood for papparazzi bothering me while I was trying to have a meal with the family. Gimme a break, y'know?
I felt sorry for Unc because my olds were up to their usual tricks again and he had to trail around saving them from themselves (a lost parking ticket at the airport, a broken mobile phone that needed replacing, car keys left across town...). I just let 'em get on with it.
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