The Son of Our Eldest Daughter

Yesterday evening, whilst the sun was going down most beautifully out of view, yet still managing to fill our sky with magnificent pinks, mauves and blues, something just as wonderful, but on a smaller scale (about twenty inches I imagine), had already happened; thousands of miles away in Dubai a baby boy called Aidan was born. He is half Irish, part English, part Guyanese and even has a bit of Welsh blood from way back – he is a child of the world.

Aidan is the six pound fourteen ounce firstborn of the next generation down; he is the son of our eldest daughter and Chris and I love him already… We’re just a wee bit worried about what he is going to call us.

2 thoughts on “The Son of Our Eldest Daughter

  1. Well, from the accompanying photos, he looks like he’s already in the pink! A bit of a SON rise, you might say. Maybe he’ll grow up to be a bookie – he can call his business “Aid’n ‘n’ a- Bettin”!

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