…and Imogen was pretty much in awe of her Uncle Ted from the start.

Then we walked down by the river and she fell asleep…

…allowing us to enjoy the happiest of hours.

A few days later we returned to the site of (the beginning of) Imogen’s birth, Drachenfels Hill in Konigswinter…

…which she also enjoyed from the arms of her Uncle Ted.


And, making it back down, we decide we must celebrate again. As you do.
