Wednesday 19th November

It seems that my new medicine may be helping a bit. Everyone says I'm far quieter and more relaxed. My hair keeps on growing too, although I don't think it's because of the drugs. I caught Dad looking at it quite enviously once or twice, but I'm OK for now 'cos he can never find the scissors. Abi from Rainbow came to help Mum in the morning - she was highly efficient and even squeezed a few cuddles in, too, so I let her have her photo taken with me before she went home.

In the afternoon, as I was feeling so relaxed, I persuaded Brigid to let me have a quick splash in the bath. Maybe it's because I'm now 14 weeks old and more grown up, but for once, I didn't cry at all, and really quite enjoyed myself. The paparazzi were out in force again, though, so I had to vet the photos carefully. There are far too many dodgy pictures on the internet as it is....

Mum had been fast asleep during my bathtime antics, and was very surprised to learn what a good boy I'd been. Louis' dad came round in the afternoon to help Dad with some DIY. He did a particularly painstaking job on the fridge door in Dad's study - and then I realised, that's where they hide the beers ! He was obviously monitoring stock levels before the Rugby Final on Saturday !!