If I've done this right, you should be able to play the clip of me and mum seeing each other for the first time in 11 years.  It's not much; Dave wasn't as on the ball with the camera as I'd hoped and the lack of sound doesn't do much for the ambience (although you can hear me starting to cry at the sight of her), but you still get to see my big ass.

This is us at the top of the Arch last week:

Mother looking out the window at the Mississippi below:

This us crammed into one of those little pod things, ready for our trip down the Arch:

More photos will be forthcoming....