Jack and Katrina's Place

Back in London with Diane and Dave. The evenings were fine and warm so we went to a pub with a beer garden. It was time for Guy to have a meal and as lunch had been a hurried affair, we took the opportunity to feed Guy his solids. Dave did a great job and him and Guy are good mates now. When Guy is rolling around on the floor of their house, he always has a big smile for Dave. Maybe because Dave takes the time to play sit-up/stand up with Guy. He often lies on his back and lifts his shoulders clear of the ground like he's trying to do a situp. A gentle pull on his outstretched arms is enough to pull him into the sitting position. Once sitting though he quickly pushes with his legs and propels himself into a standing position. As he does so he gives a big dribbly smile and usually a little 'shout' of triumph. He stands for ages, supporting his own weight, although he really has no idea of balance, and everynow and again completely forgets he's standing and retracts his legs.

London has been fine and warm, we have been riding on buses and tubes and hanging out in parks under shady trees to keep cool. Although we have been into a couple of Pubs for lunch with Guy in the backpack, including this one, we have found most pubs really niggly about babies. I guess persons under 18 are prohibited but it seems an unduly literal interpretation to include those persons who are breastfed?