Today my little sister is one year old. Mum calls her ‘her grown-up little girl’ because she’s just had her first season … but I’ll blog about that another time …
Life hasn’t been the same since you arrived here at No. 41 Nelly. It’s been one big round of playing bitey face and having fun. Before you arrived I had to wrassle with elks – which are fine wrasslers, don’t get me wrong, but having a little sister is sooo much better.

It’s easy to share everything with you – toys, chewies, my bench,
my bed …
and it’s no problem when you leave your manky old pears in my basket … really!
because you are the best little sister an Airedale boy could wish for (though you smelled MUCH nicer than a sister recently … but I will blog about that later)
Happy First Birthday, Little Nell!
Love from Finni xx
