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Showing posts with label gal-218. Show all posts

Sunday, 23 August 2026

A Sunday Out at the Park

Sunday Afternoon.

Great for just lazing about. Great for heading off to the park, and riding the open wagons on the miniature railway.

Great.

Bonus - from One to One Hundred




 

Sunday, 31 May 2026

The Astonished Baby

 

That look on the baby's face?  Astonishment, deer in the headlights, or 2I've just pooed my nappy"?

Bonus - The Headline Game

Thursday, 5 March 2026

The Young Mum

 

A young mum who could be a minor pop star or film actress.

Not really much else to say, really.

Bonus - 


Monday, 7 July 2025

...and Here's One I Made Earlier

 

This one is in honour of a work colleague Richard, who returned to work today, after Paternity Leave for the arrival of Toby.

This isn't Toby, nor is it Chloe. It's a random Mother and child from the past.

I'm digging those curtains, dudes.

Bonus : 


Sunday, 17 September 2023

The Babyshed

 

It's one of those Yorkshire Traditions that has all but died out in the 21st Centry.

In Rotherham, poverty meant that married couples would often live with one set of parents, until they had saved up enough of a deposit for their own property. Inevitably, space was tight.

When the younger couple had their first child, the elder parents would build (or pay for) a shed in the rear garden, whether the young 'un could be placed for overnight, and their crying would not disturb the adults.  The shed, however, could be used for other activities, such as racing pigeons or ferret breeding.

Here, we have Grandparents Mavis and Harold Ottewill, their daughter Phoebe, their son-in-law Albert Grimsdyke, and grand-daughter Blossom.

Bonus - A distraction - Sandspeil