On Sunday morning we set off at 07:35 for Selkirk in the Scottish Borders—where I grew up, and where my Mum and sister still live—to celebrate Isaac’s baptism.
We chose Selkirk because my sister is really unwell and is unable to travel long distances, and so wanting her to be a part of it we travelled to her, to the church of St John the Evangelist where I had been baptised around 14,450 days earlier.
After the baptism the cake appeared: a magnificent Noah’s Ark cake <whisper></whisper>.
Reuben, Joshua and Isaac were absolute stars the whole day, I was so proud of them all.
A lovely day with friends and family, and many prayers of thanks to God.