Je Reviens

WE CAN'T DO THIS ANY MORE! It's too rainy and miserable! Apart from this afternoon of course, as directly we had remade our ferry booking for tomorrow night (rather than next Friday) the weather cleared, we had a lovely bike ride and a couple of hours on the beach. Never mind - hardly had we bought our post-prandial ice-creams and started our walk back to the campsite, when it started raining. Again.

Kit is distraught, Beri never thinks more than five minutes ahead anyway, and Sid is her usual cheerful self. We have promised them that even though we are at home, we will be On Holiday - trips to swimming pools, days out, and NO TELLY unless its raining really hard. (Jeremy pointed out that this also applies to us. I think he thinks he's going to get his own back on the Scrabble board. Fat chance.*)

So tomorrow, after five hours on the road, about six on a ferry, and then another couple of hours driving, God willing, burning buses permitting, we should be home,

*A couple of weeks ago, I chose the day before J's long weekend away to go on one of my (incredibly rare) I-really-can't-see-the-point-of-this-Groundhog Day-parenting-slash-homemaking-existence-one-more-minute-so-can-it-please-STOP jags. Once all three little darlings were in bed, J asked me, if I could do ANYTHING I wanted, what I would like to do. (The answer to this question is always Watch a Movie, or Read, or Play a Game.) Poor man took one look at my face and answered his own question 'You'd get in the car and just drive away, wouldn't you? How about a game of Scrabble instead?' Dear sweet man let me beat the c**p out of him. Twice.