Today we organised ourselves, my daughter and I, to set off bright and early to travel to Buckinghamshire, to visit the southern branch of the family.
It was damp and drizzly and the cloud had come down, so our view was rather restricted.
About fifteen minutes into the journey we had the first are-we-almost-there? question. We only had another two and a half to two and three quarters of an hour journey to go.
Not long after that there was a bit of gloop from the back seat and we realised that the small boy had been sick. Rarely travel sick, he had chosen one of the first long journeys in a car his mother has owned for about two weeks to show off his vomiting skill. Fortunately it was not too copious, although he had managed to fill one of the shoes he had taken off and dropped on the floor. We found a lay-by and cleaned him up.
After that our journey was uneventful, thank goodness!
Once we arrived, the small cousins immediately settled into we-are-all-best-friends mode. Excellent.
My son and family have been having an extension built. Some of the walls are temporary plasterboard affairs that the children have now decorated with graffiti.
Later we persuaded them to walk down to a local park. A bit of fresh air was called for. It was still rather gloomy but not wet. We admired the red kites flying overhead. The children played with other small people on the various bits of play equipment. All was well.
Life goes on. Stay safe and well, everyone!
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