Because I have just, literally, arrived back at our house in Johannesburg, and because I have been away in Cape Town since last Tuesday evening, and because I have not had chance to process any of the photos I took – not that I took too many – of the newest of my three grandsons, Gabriel, or of his parents Hayley and Jono, all I will say for now is that the little lad is a delight: alert, engaging, blue-eyed, a wriggler, and doted on to distraction by his adoring mum and dad.
Pending Gabriel pictures, here is a last batch of images from Paternoster, to keep you (I hope) on board with this blog.
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