Daddy

Daddy's arrival at Manchester airport was a closely guarded secret and as the day approached, I told Ela that I was going to pick up a friend from the airport and asked her if she wanted to come with me. She was quite keen until the morning of the event, when she was dragging her heels and finally asked me..'Have you got your camera?' When I asked her why, she said 'I don't feel like coming with you so please take a picture of your friend and I can see her later'.

Hmmmm...well she came along eventually but when we got there insisted on shouting and pointing at everyone who came out of the arrivals hall. 'Is that her?' she would yell.

When Mark finally showed up, Ela was so engrossed in looking for my mystery friend that she looked straight through him. When he got right in front and picked her up she was dumbstruck and could hardly say a word (makes a change). But she soon made up for it on the journey home as she insisted he sit next to her on the back seat and tapped his leg all the way telling him stories.

I won't write much about his farewell as it was very heart wrenching. Luckily it was late in the day and she slept away all her tears afterwards.