Sweet

While the three boys do look all cosy in that big warm bed, that's not really the kind of sweet I was thinking of: after years of being awoken at ridiculous times in the morning, sweet revenge was more what I had in mind.

This was the scene at about 5.30 this morning, shortly before we bundled the lads into the car and headed up the road. Staying at the cottage on Sunday night meant a very early start this morning to get the boys to school on time - but it was worth it. A great weekend.

To their credit, they didn't complain once.