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The Gallery - A celebration

This week's theme at The Gallery is A Celebration. I am somewhat limited with my photos for The Gallery - my iPad only has a few on, no archive back to 2006 like the laptop (which Mr Humdrum is on constantly, hence my iPad purchase); and my iPhone is limiting because you can't take pics in the dark. My camera is the most irritating as it doessn't easily connect to a laptop. However I have found one to suit and to stop all my moaning.


This was my birthday this year, in June, at our local cafe where I spent the majority of my maternity leave. All new mums go there, as they are very pram friendly outside, it's near the sea and you can breastfeed in public there quite easily. I have been going for years, but the first time I went on maternity leave was when Elf was about a month old. I started meeting F, Woody and Jessie's mum, there at 2pm bleary-eyed in those early days, feeling amazed that we'd actually got out of the house, have a cuppa and a cake, chat obviously, then be just in time to do the next feed and then go home.


After a couple of weeks we managed to walk around the sea front on our Cake Walks. Then when the baby weight became an issue, we went on Non-Cake Cake Walks! (F succeeded, I didn't!) Five years on nearly, we still go. Here I am celebrating my hmmm 39th cough cough birthday with a slice of strawberry cake or something. I am with S, Miss T's mummy and it was her birthday a week before so we were celebrating. I like this photo because I somehow feel I look younger than I am in it!

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