Paraffin Budgie

The youngest son turns thirteen today and spends the day flying back from Cebu to Manchester, perhaps not the most thrilling of ways to spend a birthday.

However we have had great times, although he has not quite got the knack of dog control, as can be seen as Muggins and Jasper pull him along the beach!
Alice of course has complete control, but then she has this over the entire extended family and, naturally, me.
To get back to the sprog, he has had an extended holiday, flying early and going back late. This due to the problems of getting flights. Indeed to my horror his waitlisted section Doha to Manchester remained waitlisted and we eventually had to send him Business Class at great expense.
Of course, he is worth it although recalling his younger days I never expected him to become a Business Class world traveller at thirteen.