Harry's Blog

Cliché Cliché Cliché, take for granted I'm tempted to waffle on in clichéd form about the magical weekend I have just spent with my two gorgeous little children.

I'm too tired to write very much now (I'm only online to order pizza) as I've just got home after a long journey.

But it was a super wonderful emotional experience getting to know my little Patrick & Katie again as I spent four days looking after them.

To be the subject of their smiles for four days was awe inspiring so very moving. I love them to bits.

And the cherry on top of this wonderful cake was I also got to see the ever gorgeous RJ. I'm tempted to rattle out a few thousand words for you on why she's so great - but I think she'd have a blush overdose.

The weekend could have only gotten better if a curly wurly had been made Prime Minister or something.

Update: Nothing like a lovely surprise. Most of the contents of my fridge might be inedible after four days away - but I have just remembered there's a king's ransom of Ben & Gerry's ice-cream in the freezer. Hurrah!