Sunday 2.

This morning we had a fried breakfast at about nine a.m., and lingered over it. At about 11 a.m. Sarah and family set off homeward, and we got in our car and drove up into Norfolk (near King's Lynn), to attend the Christening of a new great nephew - Mossy Earl Clayton Grey - to which I think his parents should have gone the whole hog and added a hyphenated -So There ! We'd not met him before, and he turned out to be a slightly impish little charmer with a very ready smile for a twelve week old babe.

Above snap shows Ann, her brothers Mick and David, and David's wife Maureen. Next photo shows the nave of the church where the baptism took place. It's a lovely great building, set on its own in the fields. Mossy's grandfather Tim is Ann's youngest brother and has been the Churchwarden here for a good many years. I don't know if you've kept count, but by Norfolk reckoning Mossy is Ann's youngest brother's youngest daughter's (Harriet) youngest son. All clear now?
Oh by the way, the top picture shows Harriet's oldest brother William playing the organ for the service (this is considered, in Norfolk, to be that desirable element known as 'keeping it all in the family').
After the service Tim and Sue's family had put on a very fine tea, to which we all did ample justice. We finally got home at about 6.30 p.m. after, as I said earlier, a very pleasantly hectic weekend.

Goodnight all.