We celebrated James’ Baptism (or Poppy’s interpretation “James’ getting his head wet“!) on Sunday with our family at Westbury.

James is exactly the same age Poppy was for her Baptism – but the days could not have been more different.  Poppy was baptised under the oak tree on our farm on a hot February day and James was baptised at Westbury Church on a wet and dreary Autumn morning.

The man of the moment did not shed a single tear throughout the whole service – the only mishaps were bumping his head on the pew and sitting on Sophie La Girafe who squeaked during the sermon!