So, we're off to meet the Ball & Chain in Ibiza (the quiet bit) for a week. He's complaining that he has all day to get from Gatwick to Heathrow. At least he was until I reminded him that I'm travelling with three kids and our flight (a no-frills affair) straddles dinner time. Once we land I will have to collect a car and find Portinaxt, in the dark. Seemed to silence him somewhat.
I have written a bit of a post on the other blog, about what's it's been like "coming home", but I just wanted you all to share my joy when I saw these in Asda last week: