Ichiban is Dead! Long Live Ichiban!

 

The other day Eliza languorously reclined, cocked a leg in the air and popped this out:

 

Elliot Arran Vidler. Not too shabby eh? As you can see he’s already got Eliza’s smile…

For the last 30-odd years I’ve become accustomed to being number 1 in my life, and now, overnight, I’ve gone from being number 1 to number 3. And that’s on a good day. On a bad day I’m number 4, after her courgettes or cucumbers or whatever it is she’s growing out there in the garden…

Still, I have to admit I like it. Even though he did piss on my Willie Nelson t-shirt yesterday…