The world-famous Notting Hill Carnival - now in its 42nd year - was held over last weekend and we trotted off to take part in its ear-drum crashing (for me), eye-ball popping (for Francis), body-heaving (for everyone else!) parade. Sophie didn't seem too impressed, and the little boy next to us in the crowds even slept through the whole ruckus.
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