“That’s an idea, especially as Adhan has seen mine,” I say. My Ma took great delight in showing Adhan all my baby photos.
“I don’t have any baby photos,” Temp says. “I’ve no idea what Tim did with any of our parents’ things.”
“I don’t have any either,” Sal says. “I can never remember the family taking any photos of us.”
“I have all of Nora’s and mine. Ours are in storage,” Nix says. “Plus Nora has lots as I took loads when she was growing up.”
“I have no idea if I’ve got any or not,” Sion says. “I’m going with not though.”
Cassie grabs his hand. “I don’t have many, Lizzy and Norris weren’t big on family photos,”
“I don’t have any,” Titus says.
“Me either,” Justice tells us.
Now I feel bad that I have lots. I wonder if there is anything I can do about that. I’ll get my thinking cap on. Before anyone can say anything else the brothers are back carrying ice creams, all large 99s. I notice Jude is also carrying one of Connie’s bottles.
“They heated Connie’s milk for us,” Jude says sitting down.
“That was nice. Your mum has taken our girl to get her nappy changed,” Sal tells him.
“It makes a change having an ice cream and not cake,” Alfred says.
“It does. I was tempted to buy cakes as well, their cake selection looked amazing, but I’m liking the change,” Kean says sitting down.
It’s not long before Emily walks back with a still-happy Connie.
“Thanks, Mum, let me take her so you can eat your ice cream, thankfully it’s not melted yet,” Jude says, taking Connie and handing Emily her 99.
“Thank you, darling,” Emily replies, sitting down to enjoy her treat.
Jude gets Connie settled and then gives her her bottle.
“Doobs, can you make any more of a mess?” Nix asks, laughing at Nora.
Nora nods. “Yep.”
I look at Nora, her face is covered in ice cream, she even has some in her hair.
“Here, Nix,” Sal says, pulling the wet wipes out of the baby bag and handing them over.
“Thanks,” Nix says, taking them. “Doobs you even have ice cream in your hair.”
“My hair was hungry,” Nora replies, taking a wipe from her brother and wiping over her face, as we all laugh.
“There is nothing worse than hungry hair,” Cam says, helping to get the ice cream out of it.
“We need a group photo,” Ben suddenly says, jumping up. “Everyone gather close.”
We all move around and Ben takes a family photo.
“Would you like me to take one of all of you?” A man asks from a nearby table.
“That would be amazing, thank you,” Ben says, handing his phone over and joining us.
“Say cheese,” the man says.
We all do and the man laughs, taking the picture and then handing the phone back to Ben.
