Thursday, 22 December 2005

Jetlagged but still beautiful

Being apart from Saffron for ten days in a row is no laughing matter and requires tremendous strength of mind to survive unscathed. Fortunately for me, I had endless property viewings and work to distract me. Living two minutes from Harrods (to the left) and Harvey Nics (to the right) helped too, I suppose. On some level. Still, I found myself waking up in the middle of the night trying to track her down in Singapore to have a quick chat. Turns out she was inviting a few lucky souls to follow her and daddy and mummy to England (or Eng-gur-land, as she says it). Even a taxi uncle who complimented her on her sweet singing got an invitation.

This is the first picture I snapped of Saffron shortly after 5am on 22 December, when she arrived in London with James. She was an angel on the flight and apparently left hundreds of little stickers all over the seats and cabin.