Up, up and away...

On Saturday my little boy Luca will fly for the very first time in his life, he is very excited about going on a aeroplane and secreatly a little nervous, but he's not letting on. He wants to sit with Dad and so does Fleur... A little awkward to say the least, so Peggy and I will be sharing our time with them, so hopefully the situation is resolved, I think.

My thought tonight is this, there is a first for everything and most of the time we are a little apprehensive. But if you like whatever it is, the second time is always better, even better still is the third time. I like flying.

What did you think I meant? ;-)