A flying visit from Dan, the best swing-pusher in North London.
Walkway to Happy Hollow.
There are zimmer frames faster than this ride. Alex still held on for dear life.
Found in the gardens at Happy Hollow, and now on my Christmas wish list.
Looking back from the Children’s Museum of San Francisco. I’ve seen worse views.
Looking for Alcatraz escapees.
Fluorescent finger skills.
Tree trunk staircase thing.
The Blue Angels marked our first visit to San Fran with a fly-over.
More guests! The Warrens roll into town.
The best thing about having visitors from home is…
The Roarin’ Railroads pumpkin hunt was a bit on the easy side.
Watching the world’s worst magician. Just a shame he couldn’t make himself disappear.
Chugging through the redwoods.
Rounding up the riff-raff. Pretty sure the lady in the background was checking out my bottom. The scarecrow was, too.
A groom soaks up the precious last moments of his singledom. Felton Redwoods, Santa Cruz.
A little pickle in a large pumpkin patch.
Daisy 1, John D Morgan park 0.
Rocking her first ever pair of specs. I wonder how long they’ll stay in one piece for.
Saying goodbye to the girls at SFO airport, before their two-week adventure in London.
Trick or Treat, San Jose-style.
Once upon a time a family of four left London for Silicon Valley. This is our story.