I have been over in the isle of Wight with my tribe. The household (small rented house in Yarmouth) consisted of:: daughter, son in law,grand daughter Tiger, plus two camping in the garden, three grandchildren with a friend to stay, one grand daughter with an eleven month old baby boy, another grand daughter (and husband, all camping nearby) with a two month old baby and a toddler, one son who was staying round the corner who came in and cooked huge lasagnes and curries for supper,his son also there for odd days, plus lots of Brighton friends coming for the day, also Jumble the dog, and another dog being looked after by ex husband while owner on holiday. Add all that lot up. Happy chaos. I have now come home to the quiet orderliness of Ditchling but I miss them all.
I noticed that teenage boys and young men really love babies, which was a great help.
I had a delayed train journey back from Bristol two weeks ago and filled in all the forms. They have compensated me three times! Three identical letters of abject apology. Moral dilemma: Do I return the two extra cheques?