And here is the harbour bridge

I've had ample opportunity to practise my host with the most routine lately, starting with my handsome cousins' visit to the Big Smoke.

I was happy to relinquish all my toys to Erik

and even welcomed the lads into my enormous bath. At least until Oskar accidentally touched me with his toe and I promptly had to get out.

Erik was a great guest, taking me for drives in the Castlebooks van,

keeping chere maman happy with Portugese tarts

and even taking me on the toy train that chere maman is always too stingy to pay for.


It seemed a small price to pay to act as a tour guide.


By the time Hank arrived

I'd perfected my and here is the harbour bridge pose.

It may look easy but it always takes it out of me.

Luckily Scarlett and Sophia were very low maintenance and just wanted to gaze at Nigella.