In to this world at 5:23 am on the 17th of March came Isabel Frances. She is a joy, a face of smiles and laughter and usually a nappy full of poo! Now, at 9 and a half months old, she is gibbering and jabbering, crawling like a greyhound out of the trap and standing on the stairs looking inquisitively at the toilet at the summit....Soon Isabel.
Isabel was the name of Tamsin's grandmother and Frances just seemed to be a name that suited. We both like "middle" names.