...and finally we're off...sort of

Down to Devon for two weeks, via A&E after a stanley knife versus forearm bathroom grouting incident. Bern shocked but ok. Bobbin surreptitiously chewed the hospital car park ticket in half between the pay machine getting the idiot lifts to work. Eventually got the car packed up, everyone fed, cats sorted, house cleared, baby bathed and into the car. 10 mins into our drive we worked out we'd given the cat sitter the wrong keys...
We did make it to Devon by 9:30pm and very lovely it is.