I’m supposed to be showing you my (finished) green 1920s frock, but Mr D had this silly idea that we should make and eat dinner instead of going out for a photoshoot.
So instead, here is Felicity, studio-photoshoot style. These actually happened totally by accident – I had the fabric out, she sat on it, as she does, and I had fun.
This next one is my favourite. It looks like she is alarmed by what I’ve written. That’s right Fiss…tomorrow I’m going to kiss your tummy all over!
“Just you try” she says.