Thursday, 22 September 2011

We name thee Charlotte Frances

Tonight we Whites set sail for Norn Iron where, on Sunday, Charlotte will officially become an Ulster Protestant. (NB all other religions and countries are equally valid.  Apart from Scientology. And arguably Wales).  

Great North Run-related activities have meant that I, certainly, am not as well organised for what lies before us as I'd like to be.  But the Bishop is booked, so is the pub and I've even got a new suit. 

Let's hope yer man doesn't hit her too hard with the champagne bottle when her big moment arrives. 

She is only a baby, after all.