Daddy's been away for ages now and I miss him. He's in Sri Lanka. Mummy took me skiing last weekend in Moléson. We went up the mountain in a funny railway. It was quite steep so mummy had to carry me a bit. Then there were t-bar lifts so mummy had to crouch down and hold the handle as the T-bar was under my bum. She said she was worn out after doing this a couple of times so we went home at lunch time.

Yesterday morning mummy was brushing her teeth in the bathroom and I brought her a nice glass of red wine, which iI poured out for her myself without spilling a drop. She laughed but did not drink it for some reason.

I came into her bedroom this morning and she asked me to give her a cuddle. I told her in no uncertain terms, "Look, I'm not here for kissing and cuddling. I'm here to play". That sorted her out. Mustn't have her getting the wrong idea.