Happy birthday Tiger Tom.
And, yes, being the good uncle/godfather I am it was I (well Rae was the one who spotted and suggested getting it) who supplied the wonderful jumper you see him wearing. Another young life ruined.
Life between coffees.
Happy birthday Tiger Tom.
And, yes, being the good uncle/godfather I am it was I (well Rae was the one who spotted and suggested getting it) who supplied the wonderful jumper you see him wearing. Another young life ruined.
What a great photo – can you see the likeness – we can.
Something made me read your blog after you prompting me at the weekend glad I did.
What a cutie!
(No, not you Tony. Sorry.)
He’ll either be someone else for us to drown our sorrows with, or by the time he’s old enough to understand, the Tiges will be enjoying another great, golden age.
Who am I kidding, pass the beer.