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Christening in Yorkshire

Okay, so this is the first time that I am putting up a post and unfortunately my writing skills aren't nearly on the same level as Lucky's ... for this I apologise!

Well, I was lucky enough to be in the right place at the right time. I am staying with my cousin Nick (previously known to Lucky and I as Nicky-Nocky Noo ... when we were very little and Nick stayed with us for a while) and his sister-in-law has had a beautiful little daughter, and it was time to Christen the little beauty :) So, on Sunday, Nick, his two kids, Anna and Will, and I piled into the car and headed into the countryside to a beautiful little church.

So here are some pics that were taken by myself and the budding photographers, Will and Anna.
Oh, and did I mention that it was the Christening on Lucinda Kate ..... Lucky was super happy to know another Lucinda :)

Anna looking pretty in pink!

Will ... the shirt that never stays tucked in!

Like father, like son ...


Cousin Nick

The countryside!

The uber-cute Alfi :)

... just tooo cute!

Budding photographer's shot: No 1 .....

...... and No 2!

Clare and Lucinda!

Sophie, Henry, Kate, Paul, Erika & Nick

Seriously, I did mention that he is just too cute :)

Clare, Kate & Mark!

Lucinda Kate ... Awesome vintage pram ... J Lo style!!

Have a good1 all :)
Meebs x


  1. Go Meebs - good to see you penning your thoughts! Was just wondering if a certain someone (Will no names mentioned) couldn't keep his shirt tucked in because of the selected height of his pants?

  2. oh, why thank you very much :)
    And the answer to your question would be: that is correct Wendy!!


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