hogistical nightmare

It was, in reality, easy enough, with the only points of consternation being the slight lack of time for Edgar to eat much between judo and Beavers and both children announcing their toiletary needs when we were just too far from suitable facilities to return to them and still a few minutes from the destination. Google Maps reckons 44 minutes for 2.6 miles for the middle bit; Amos ran out of legs on the fourth leg a couple of streets from the house, but managed to stay awake in the macpacbackpack for the fifth and sixth.