Some Sunday Souvenirs.

Being in the business, I've always encouraged my children to draw, paint, and sculpt, and I've kept just about everything they ever produced. Some of their efforts, however, are my real favourites, and I've chosen one piece by each of them to be permanently at my side.

The cricketer, above, was made from papier maché by my youngest son Wills. He entitled it 'My Brother' (his brother was a seriously good cricketer). I think I made the bat and stumps, but otherwise it was all his own work. I love it.

This Brighton beach pebble was painted by my daughter, Tenpin. The picture comes from a dust-cover book illustration, but I can't remember from which book. She's always, quite rightly, known as 'Miss Prim', and is my studio paper-weight.

My oldest son, Kimbo, drew this little portrait of his younger brother, Wills, and it looks just like him. Even his hair was exactly like that at the time. Kimbo always had a natural talent for drawing, and never minded leaving 'construction' lines; a sophisticated touch. He often surprised me with his work. One series of drawings of a neighbour's Alsatian dog were quite remarkable; I still marvel at them today. I think the above has a slightly Kitaj/Hockney look about it. It measures about 2 by 3 inches.

All three works were produced when their creators were about 8 or 9.