Fireworks on the Tyne

I had my first gym session since we got back. It was fine, surprisingly.

We picked the boys up from school - they cycled home but were very good at waiting for us at every road crossing. #2 daughter had been in a “bad mummy”panic as she’d told the boys we’d be going to the sea for the Whitley Bay fireworks but found out at lunchtime it had taken place on Sunday when they were in Ireland. Luckily they had an event in Wallsend which was only 8 stops on the metro so we all went there. James was so vocal in his appreciation!

It was 7.30 when we got back so it was a quick teeth clean and bed. James let me read his story - Grandad was first choice but he’d forgotten his glasses so I seized my chance.