Josh likes to breakfast in style

Marcel this is for you. This is the cafe terrace at harewood house.it also has a large animal and bird park. So after breakfast Josh likes to say hello to the penguins

Josh showing off his muscle to aunty dorothy and rose

At last its warming up enough to want to sit around and chat with the ladies in your nappy. Had a lovely lunch with aunty dorothy who lives in kirkbymoorside in the yorkshire moors. You can always look forward to a nice spread with dorothy. Also accomapnying Josh was Tina and baby Rose....who did not appear to be remotely impressed with Josh's showing off his chest!

Red is the new black

Josh now likes anything red. He was particularly taken with the chutney menu at betty's tea shop. As it had rows and rows of red jars of chutney

Spring is really here at last

Tulips at ripley castle.josh slept through whole thing. Will have to bring him back. He missed the national hyacinth collection! Unbelievable!

What the hell is that?

Josh at the yorkshire wildlife park

Josh as davros the frog

Josh's latest machine.

Josh and the machine

Time for Josh to get a passport

Now and then!

Josh's tower

Josh spends hours looking at his rotating buzzing and binging machine

What on earth did we do before battery operated machines!

Josh hard at work on one of his toys r us machines!

Robbie finally does his balloon flight!

After 3 1/2 years Robbie finally manages his ballonon flight. Made the trip to peak district. Some rally driving as we under estimated the journey time. Then onto to derby and lodders to finally introduce josh to the village people.

Rolf Harris saves the day!- Carra Barra Wirra Canna

Marcel! you may remember this...I am sure we were taught in yr4 with Miss Keenan! I think you were in my year that year??

A Rolf Harris classic...keeping up the australian heritage in Josh!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uswb6UejP7Q

There's a lake in south Australia, little lake with lovely name
And the story woven round it, from the piccaninnies came
Every night the native mothers croon this lovely lullaby,
Croon across the moonlit waters, to the star up in the sky

Carra Barra Wirra Canna, little star upon the lake
Guide me through the hours of darkness, keep me safely till I wake

Piccaninnies' heads are nodding, drowsy crooning fills the air.
Little eyes at last are closing, And the boat of dreams is there.
Guide my boat across the waters, Cross the waters still and deep,
Light me with your little candle, safely to the land of sleep

Carra Barra Wirra Canna, little star upon the lake
Guide me through the hours of darkness, keep me safely till I wake