Pack-athon 2010

If only we had sponsors we could have done it for Sports Relief.  It's been a marathon pack, and I'm not exactly famed for my packing skills. On our trip it could be hot, it could be cold, it could rain - basically we need everything. Part of my charm is that I tend to leave it until the last minute and, worse, I want to leave everything tidy (why? It's not tidy when we're here, so why leave it tidy when we're not even around to enjoy it?). 

The problem with being a last-minute-person is that there's no time left for things to go wrong. Like having to see my hero-dentist-friend Pete today about a chipped tooth, and then tonight having to see various policemen because, would you believe it, someone has careered in to our empty car tonight and written it off in a drunken hit and run. One minute Col's round the corner buying a balti at Eshna's, then next minute we're picking bits of Alpha Romeo up from all along our street. Talk about ruining somebody's curry night. On the positive side several neighbours came out (it was a very loud crash) so I can confirm that community spirit is alive and kicking. Also positive, I hadn't wasted any time clearing the car out as well as the house. 

OK, well on with the show. I only have to finish eating the contents of the fridge and then we can leave. Here's what we're looking forward to:

Evie: 

1) dancing   

2) riding a giraffe (aren't their backs too sloped?)  

3)  seeing a monkey and if he's fluffy and if it likes her, giving it a sticker

Isaac: 

1) seeing cool cars at the airport (I blame Jeremy Clarkson for this)  

2) having his own telly on the aeroplane 

Fin:

1) having his own telly on the aeroplane 

I don't think I will really believe it's happening until I am sitting on the plane with a large (plastic) glass of something. In fact I will toast you all. We've had many lovely messages and we feel very grateful for the friends we have so thank you.  x