Giraffe

I went over to carry out my duties as Photo-Godmother. Andrew had fallen asleep after a particularly tiring dinner and was slightly confused when he woke up by this person having apparently materialised in the room. I then compounded matters by not knowing who any of the folk in the "Night Garden" book were, and insisting on flashing bright lights at him, but was eventually redeemed by my useful ability to do lip trills.

Here he is with his Dad, Auntie Fiona, and the Giraffe/Loch Ness Monster...