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27 wonderful hours later we landed in Glasgow. The plan hatched on the flight was to go bowling and to an arcade to fill the afternoon and get us through the day.

As it was Tom, in a highly emotional state (which is NOT exaggerated by his extreme exhaustion he will have you know) fell asleep in the car on the way home so Mrs B and he had a long nap.

Milo, meanwhile, bounced through the afternoon and had his crash in the Hut. This is him eating breadsticks while asleep. An impressive trick if you can pull it off.