Belfast Child

So usually around the time my baby is six months old, the two of us fly from bonnie Scotland to rainy Belfast to visit my old uni flatmate: The Vixen.

Since we're currently too many thousand miles away to visit, I thought young Lightning and I could recreate a couple of classic scenes.

So Vix, in honour of the pink jacket and blue fish (purchased the weekend of The Vixen and Dodger's wedding) these two are for you:

Apologies, my son, for the attire.

(I did contemplate also recreating the sink bath, rubber duck and everything, but I'll leave that for another time!)