Christmas 2001. Little Brington, Billingham and Tooting

J reading on the train home to Brington.	Fairy lights in the corridor inside Shalom	A view of the garden and giant secoya.	J in the kitchen.
J, her mum and Anna.	View from the front of the house.	And back.	J drove me to the station on Xmas eve. The sky was blood red.
Philip and Stephen in a rare bonding moment. These boys could be nothing but British.	Mam's tree and fairy.	Xmas morning.	My booty.
D and Grandad Xmas day. Go on gramps, break your face.	J with hat in the lounge, Knole Road.	Shep speeds us away for a drink in Stockton.	D after Terry's party, a little tired and emotional. Yup.
J after same party looking not entirely unlike Gwyneth Paltrow.	Gwyneth Paltrow with wind that is.	J and I go back to Brington. This is Leicester Station.	J with football next to the Secoya.
Naomi, Zulu and J by a stile. Yes I did say Zulu. Be grateful it's not Woggy or Sooty.	J running, hilariously.	My fave picture of J, ruddy in the New Year air.	Nay and Blacky. Sorry, Zulu.
A rather fetching pic of D.	J reading on the train back to London.	Champagne at midnight. New year 2001/2002.	On the sheepskin, Tooting flat.
A tree close-up.	J and D in B&W.