Suckling to swashbuckling

  

A few weeks ago a brainstorming session at the bottom of a bottle of tequila resulted in a pirate party being organised at Ben and Kieli's house. Babies were to attend in full pirate uniform, of course, my buccaneering ancestry meant that the whole family had to attend in fancy dress. Highlights of the night include, pineapple rum cake, wanton use of the word booty, a baby with a mullet and a monkey in a fez.

"I must remember to mention this to my therapist in thirty years time"