I made it onto the flight. 
So far N has fallen into a pond and DD has wandered off in the town centre so I am not doing so well on the whole parenting front. DD was also attacked by a duck at the Royal Welsh.
I think this trip has cured me once and for all of homesickness. It is bloody freezing! I have had to go out and buy new clothes for us all, but despite it being so cold nowhere sells jumpers! Only bloody tank tops and flouncy skirts and racer back tops! I think we may have turned into wimps, since DBs and nephews are all in t-shirts and shorts.
I probably deserve to get flamed for this but after a few days in Wales I miss vegetables! So far my major food groups have been chips, red meat, biscuits and tea.
In the South at the moment visiting DB but travelling to DF and DSM on Friday and back to Wales again the week after before visiting DM in Scotland.
Hope M's sleep settles soon Toby, that sounds exhausting!
Can you let S loose for a couple of hours at the local park Felix?