Felix in Montreux 6th October 2007

While Mum is finishing her assignment Dad and I will travel by ourselves. Here we are in Montreux. It's a cloudy day and very humid. Getting on and off the train was a pain, especially for Dad. On the train I met a Swiss Chinese family who gave me a slice of an apple.


Lounging by the lake. I've just had lunch and am feeling very satisfied.


Me and Freddie.


It seems almost tropical.


Château de Chillon from a distance. This is why we came to Montreux.


This was a balancing act.


Me and the armour. I think that Dad's enjoying this more than me.


The dungeon where some guy called Bonivard was chained for 4 years.


Lord Byron woz 'ere.


More castle.


And more.

Felix in Lausanne 29th September 2007

On this beautiful Saturday in Lausanne Mum, Dad and I went for a walk. Here are some of the sights from different parts of the city.


Cathédrale Notre Dame de Lausanne. This is view from the front of our apartment (that is if you walk down the street and to the left a little bit).


Where are my sunnies?


I love a good jambon panini.


Hello ladies.


Near Dad's work in Ouchy. This is Lake Geneva and the boat in the background could be going to Évian-les-Bains in France. The same place where they bottle their tap water and sell it to you at a premium.


Me and the animal activists. There's a circus just around the corner that I want to go and see. I saw a guy dressed up as Goofy. I guess he got liberated from the evil Disney corporation.


I know who should get locked up.


I hope I don't get a nose as big as that one.


Cheeky boy.


The French Alps.

My first weeks in Switzerland - 9 months old

We landed in Geneva on 13th September 2007 following a 35 hour journey though Hong Kong and London. Next time Dad will choose speed over frequent flyer points. I was very lucky to get my own business class seat. The best thing about it was the remote control in the armrest. I got a few dirty looks from the other passengers but I charmed them with my smile and good looks. Living in Switzerland is OK but to be honest I haven't noticed anything really different. My food and milk are still served warm and someone still cleans my bum. I don't care where I live as long as my toys come with me.


Big brown eyes.


Artistic photography


I love the trike Lola gave to me. Am I the next Tour champion or maybe the winner of the Pakenham tractor pull?


Climbing. This is maybe a little bit dangerous.