Birthday party
My daughter, at the age of 22 was at last entrusted with having the house to herself to have friends round for her birthday party. The rest of us decamped to the in-laws and had a lovely evening, where I sketched Robin's father after dinner. The house was beautifully tidy when we came back, so she's more than made up for her 13th birthday party (which does however make a far more entertaining story).
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Luckily they do, eventually, mature :-)
Does he look like Robin thirty years down the track?
Wendy, at the moment they both have the same back of the head, but time will tell about the rest.
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