Trike Into Town

Now that winter has given way to summer, without much of a spring in between, G's usual transport has had to change accordingly. Her bulky off-road pram, useful on muddy paths, is firmly in the shed, and the trike we got her for her first birthday is now the best way to get her around our local area.

This is G in Uppermill today. When I stopped in at the butcher, the woman behind the counter recognised G and said: "Hasn't she grown? Time really does fly." This is true up to a point, in that G certainly has grown. But as this photo demonstrates, not quite enough for her feet to reach the pedals. I'll still be providing all the motive power for a while yet.