Living Arrows 2015 | 2/52

There is something so sweet and innocent about a child with wet hair.
Harry seems to go back to his baby days when he is fresh from a shower or bath with a towel wrapped around him.
Here he was stood by the radiator trying to get warm, looking outside at the weather. I quite like that scruffy wet hair silhouette.

Pub Fridays

I  picked my two boys up from school, we popped to a shop then drove a different route home.   “Pub?” I didn’t really expect a reaction from...