There’s a palpable level of excitement in the house, as the Christmas Tree has now been taken outside, the bags are packed and waiting by the door and Yos, the school bear, now has a passport and photo. No smiling, of course.
Ant has been fantastic, coping with my obtuse packing methods, my absolute ignorance of the location of any essential household items (luggage tags, passport, driving licence etc.) and the fact that Will and I are off on a 3 week tour without her or the other two kids. I’m a very lucky man…
So, from Will, Yos and me, it’s goodnight and see you in the customs hall. Do bears require a seat of their own?