Thank God for Granddad!

This morning I went into town and forgot bottles for Harry, which is something I never do. There is a first for everything I guess. I'd ordered food in Café Avanti and went to get a bottle for them to heat up when I realised I hadn't got it out of the fridge. After making a call to Dad, who was thankfully not busy at the time, he raced down before Harry's 12 o'clock feed. Thankfully in time whilst he was still asleep.

I'm a bit choked up today, I keep going to call Harry Christopher. I was walking around in a daze. Just thinking about stuff. I also decided to go up to my Granddad George's grave on his birthday which is on Sunday.