Mine, all mine

No prizes for guessing the song reference today - too obvious!

Here's the view from the back of our ferry leaving Newcastle (that's Newcastle-upon-Tyne for the benefit of anyone still struggling with the song) for Amsterdam. After what felt like months of preparation for packing the car to go to France, there was still some last minute panicked packing of stuff we don't really need. Still, Mr B having given me the wrong time for departure helped - giving us some much needed leeway.

Kids loved being on the boat, the sea was very calm, and we had a private screening of "Bolt" in the bowels of the boat before bed (I mean, of course, that no-one else wanted to see it).