Rosie had a wonderful time in the UK. Back to nature (well, in the countryside at least) and endless dogs to play with.
She loved Grandma and Grandpa’s house (the endless garden especially!)
The swing was a particular highlight. (Every time we see one in Dubai she has to go on it.)
Some of the time it was even warm enough to go outside without a coat and hat (British summer for you…)
And best of all, she got to steal Grandpa’s seat to watch her movies. Comfy Rosie?
More fun and games in the UK. Looking ultra cool (and very sweet) in her first raincoat, Rosie burnt off the pounds chasing bubbles for hours on end in the garden
One thing Rosie didn’t bring to Europe with her, despite the 30 Kgs 0f luggage she was carrying, was a pair of wellies. Alison had a brilliant brainwave, and went and unearthed Paddington bear from 30 years ago. We blew the dust of his wellingtons, and low and behold, they fitted perfectly! Tiny toy wellingtons saved the day!
I don’t know how I overlooked it (perhaps it was getting used to a new country at the time) but I didn’t post anything about Rosie’s first airborne journey – an important and historic moment in her tiny life. Here we are en route to the UK from Malaysia. The photos are taken with my Ipod, so the quality is not great, but they are still very sweet, and document that, yet again, Rosie astounded us and took the whole thing in her stride. Months of fretting about a screaming child and being trapped for 14 hours on a plane melted away soon after take off, as Rosie took to flying like she had been doing it for years.
First job – check the movie channels…and yes! Finding Nemo is showing!! That’s the first two hours taken care of.
Some hours later. Rosie pretending not to be tired. This time it’s ‘A bugs life’ on the telly. Not quite Nemo, but still worth trying to stay awake for.
The entire 14 hours, (and the connection in Dubai) were a joy-thanks Rosie! The world is now truly your oyster.