This is one of my favourite photos of me, No 1 Son and Man of the House (you didn’t think it was *really* old, did you?) It was taken on a day out at a theme park (I forget which one), and as you can see we all entered into the spirit of dressing up as though we were in a 19th century saloon in the Wild West. Although I’d love to know why I was given a glass to hold instead of a gun and I failed miserably at keeping a straight face.
But the reason I love this photo is that it shows how the family bond between parents and their child can be so strong even when Mum and Dad have gone their separate ways. We are a ‘fractured family’, but Man of the House and I have retained our friendship for the sake of our son. So we’re able to spend time together, and dress up as cowboys and floozies when the occasion calls for it.
(This is my post for The Gallery – the theme this week is ‘bond’).