Home Sweet Home

48 weeks + 4

A lovely day today, breakfast with new friends from the wedding, including an old school friend and her 2 year old, who Katie is very fond of. And vice versa. Yasmin declared 'I want to see her again'. A last quick dip in the swimming pool, and much swimming this morning, over half an hour in her floatbands, grinning away.

We bundled a shattered Katie up and set off to Manchester to visit Uncle Fantastic in his new abode. He's just moved in, so the place is extremely sparsely furnished - translation, empty. Ideal with a toddling infant. We went out for a walk and a coffee, before returning for a home cooked curry. Uncle Fantastic is not only fantastic, but a good chef.

Katie was tired again by this point, so we repeated the bundling up of the shattered Katie, and headed off towards home. She woke an hour or so into the journey, so we took a rest break. It coincidentally happened that the convenient place for this was Ikea.

We arrived back at our house just before teatime. And as I carried her up the stairs, Katie waved to the house. She came in to the lounge, and just stood grinning.

I've BACK BLIPPED: Friday and Saturday

(The hotel lied, the wifi didn't work!)