I know I’ve been quiet for a while – it’s because of a metamorphosis. No longer Mother of the Bride, not even Mother-in-law, we are (as Mrs Thatcher once famously said) a grandmother.
The young man on whose account the wedding was fast-forwarded a year is called Finn. And here he is.
3 comments:
Many Many Congratulations.
He is a beauty.
Wow, he's gorgeous, you must be one besotted Grandmother!
Thanks - he is a sweetie. I'm back in London and suffering from Finn withdrawal!
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