What a month that was! With the planting of what everyone seems to be calling the 'Royal Vineyard' at Windsor (actually we are the tenants of the Royal Farms who farm much of Windsor Great Park, one of the jewels of the Crown Estate), with the Castillon Claret Cargo By Sail from Bordeaux, with the 400+ show awards in London (Golds for Jean-Marc and Henry) with Simon's 'Man of the Year' and the others which I have banged on about plenty already now, (and will some more, I fear) … all that pales now when we finally meet … our girl.
Yesterday we went back to the dear old Maternity at Royal Berks. 30 years ago we were there, me kind of hoping for a little girl, with the name 'Eleanor' (from Aquitaine) ready and waiting but getting our Henry. Then his brothers. No complaints there; very proud of my good boys. But now H and Kaye have given us a girl at last. My cup REALLY overfloweth. Thank you. Thank you.
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