New Year's Eve, R is at the office and Emma is having her afternoon nap. We are all knackered and didn't sleep much..then R was woken at 7am to say that the team's drilling equipment was stuck in Customs in Colombo. It's sorted out now, I think.

I needed some frivolous activity to lift the gloom, so this morning we had a baby fashion show. I changed Emma in and out of all her new Christmas outfits and took photos to use as thank you cards. I loved it, but E - who can't stand getting dressed - squawked alot, so she looks a bit fierce in some of the pictures. Or maybe that's just her look. I was a fierce-looking baby, like a nightclub bouncer in miniature.

Tonight we will have Chinese fondue and a DVD at home. At least that's the plan. Happy New Year, all.