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"Free at last! Free at last! Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!"

Here is Captain Charisma deep in thought the other day. Henry is my first born, and as such, has rightful claim to the mantle of my favourite oldest son . Ezra - who some of you may remember from previous posts - is my favourite youngest son . Yes, I have enough love in my heart for two favourites.

We few, we happy few, we band of brothers. For he to-day that sheds his blood with me shall be my brother

A quote from Shakespeare's Henry V today, although it could just as easily be from Henry McCracken. As you can see in the photos below, Henry was initially reluctant to pose for today's portrait of the boys in the household. This reticence stems from our refusal to pay him ten thousand Euros for the ten minute photo shoot. His argument has been that if it’s good enough for Naomi Campbell, it is good enough for him. My counter argument runs along the lines of "if Naomi Campbell were my daughter, she's be out back in the wood shed getting a darn good strapping". Despite the lack of a good strong strap or a woodshed, Henry conceded that perhaps Naomi Campbell was not the best role model to seek to emulate, and that he would happily comprimise and pose for a small bowl of lime jelly. Not happy with the next shot, we upped our offer to one small bowl of lime jelly and two smarties. This resulted in the following photograph. As you can plainly see, the stress of negot...