Grip

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R and I were treated to every season and flavour of Baby B today: from sunny to stormy and from pickle to honey. The few minutes in which I was not only his favourite person on earth but also the funniest were a highlight of not just the day, but my entire life. Sadly, I fell from grace with dramatic rapidity and became Extremely Disappointing, which is more in line with my previous experience of baby-wrangling.

He’s developed, as you can see, a pretty firm grip. He also has a cracking right hook, which he’d do well to learn to stop inflicting on his own face, and a pretty hefty kick. I took this photo myself, one-handed, while we were doing poetry and chatting about this and that. The thing about mainly using a big wildlife lens is that when you change it for a small walkabout number, even the full-frame camera feels small.