Jollybobs

Got up at 3.30am to discover that James and Lewis were already up!!
Crammed two cups of tea in before heading to the airport.
I hate airports. Check in, passport control, people who bumble...not good for a sleep deprived woman in pain!
Strong coffee.
Boarded the plane.
Delayed by a family who had got the wrong time on their tickets (which they discussed quite loudly to make the point). However, they ended up feeding and watering Corin so they went up in our estimation. More than can be said for the utter muppet who sat / stood / sat / fidgeted / stood (repeat for 2 hours) in the seat in front of me. His young children were a delight for most of the trip. Him? It took every ounce of self restraint not to smack his head and tell him to sit still.
However, arrival has been achieved, beer consumed, swim had, reading done. Boys have gone for a kip - despite their best efforts they couldn't push through the tiredness that a 3am roll call and 40 degree causes.

Me - chilled. That's all!