I think it might have been an elf who put a picture of a pregnancy-test-kit in amongst my Israel photos.
As I was happily showing them off on my iPad, I swiped right from a picture of Paul outside the Church of the Holy Sepulchre, and suddenly the room was looking wide-eyed at a photo of a Clearblue monitor blatantly saying +3 Pregnant.
Elves. It’s elves that do this. I went bright red, which didn’t help. The room burst out laughing.
I’d forgotten of course that Winners had sent me a picture back in February to tell me that he and Teebs were expecting a baby. I’d got it in Israel via WhatsApp but couldn’t tell anyone. So the picture migrated its way into my photo album and I had forgotten it was there.
I nervously went through the rest of the album. What else could the elves have done with it? What else had anyone sent me that week? What else had I taken photos of?
It was all fine of course. Just birthday messages and motivational quotes interspersed with Jerusalem, Masada and the Sea of Galilee and me looking happy in the spring sunshine.
I should probably go on holiday again; I could do with a little of that happiness I remember. Next week, the Intrepids and I are off to Weymouth on our travels, so there is at least some hope of that. Just hoping the elves don’t mess it up.
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