21 years ago today, my first child, Eleanor, was born. A beautiful baby, and now - so quickly - a beautiful young woman.
We were - are - such proud parents ... I had never seen such a beautiful baby, and Lucius brought his office home and set up his computer in the garden so that he could work alongside the two of us in the startling heat of that June.
Now, 21 and just finished at university, awaiting the result of her degree, her life is before her ... good luck, darling girl - and MANY HAPPY RETURNS OF THE DAY!
A grave matter - Reading Roger Lancelyn Green's Tellers of Tales* a few months ago piqued a latent interest in Andrew Lang, and discovering that he was buried in the ground...
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