Off to Bristol

Ed is starting a new contract in Bristol tomorrow. He has rented a flat on the harbour side, so drove down today with his stuff. Orla was sad to see her dad go, then acted up a bit when I said it was time for us to go to Mass (stamping feet, kicking the door). But during our walk we had a good chat about why I need her to be good while daddy's away. She said sorry, but also wanted me to apologise for hurting her feelings. We came to a mutual understanding! We'll be visiting Bristol a lot more often because of the flat, but we can't go until we get a passport for Conor.