I fell down the stairs this morning holding Elsie – it was first thing and we were all up at the crack of dawn as usual, I’d just finished doing her creams and getting her dressed and was carrying her downstairs so she could go off to nursery with her dad, and I slipped. I fell on my back so she was ok, but it was really scary and she started crying, then I started crying, and Rob came flying out of the bathroom to our aid. But I got up and everything seemed fine, and I cycled to work as normal, but over the course of the day it has become more and more painful and now it really hurts.

But anyway… we have had a very exciting weekend. We went to London so that I could work on Saturday at the children’s hospice there getting some photographs for our library. So it was the first time Elsie (or Rob) has seen a children’s hospice in the flesh. She loved all the toys and thought she was in heaven in the multi sensory room, it was great. But on arriving at our hotel at about half eight in the evening we were told they had overbooked and there was no room at the inn for us. So we were racing (well, crawling in traffic) across London at nine at night, way after Elsie’s bedtime. She was in very high spirits though, and seemed to cope pretty well with all the exertions. We then got caught in a rain and hail storm in Hyde Park on Sunday – with Rob and I desperately trying to keep Elsie dry under our one small umbrella as we both got completely drenched, what fun! But despite all the trials and tribulations it was actually really nice to get away with my family, and just get out of our routine and do some different things together.

I got some piccies back from Jessops today - here is Elsie having a very jolly time with her dad.