Laura Says....

... that Fletcher's fans want another post.

Well, here goes. The day started early for the little guy as we dumped him into the open arms of Nana Dundas at 6 am, so that Laura and I could sleep. We snoozed in peace until almost 9am after being up for a good chunk of the night. Seems that we've produced a nocturnal infant (I think that he takes after Grandad John, who seems to be able to fall asleep anywhere, anytime.)

Fletcher is working on his reputation of being a ladies' man, as he was swarmed by four eligible (okay, three eligible - sorry Raz) young ladies clad in their post-music city marathon sundress finery). It has not yet been ascertained whether post race celebratory alcohol was involved in the attention.

Pics to follow-