A few weeks ago, my sister and brother-in-law threw Leah a fantastic shower. Monkfish was served on skewers with pancetta, which made this the best baby shower I have ever attended. People came from near and far, and most of them brought tiny blankets and socks the size of peanuts with Winnie the Pooh on them. A back pack arrived in the mail and, though it looks normal enough, is tricked out perfectly (I guess) to handle the myriad diapers which will surely be stuffed inside it. Leah, of course, was radiant throughout.



Here's that backpack. We look a little confused, but we know it's a backpack.



There were only a very small number of boys allowed to attend the shower, and only one had stripey pants.



And this is Paget.