I found myself on a little overnight trip to Manchester to see the Queen of Pop herself Madonna a couple of weeks ago. BFS was left literally holding the fort with 3 kids and a dog (my brother's mutt on vacation!)Even I haven't had the joy of that many extra mouths to look after......
Anyways I digress. The trip was great. I got to hook up with a friend and meet his family for the first time which was fab. I was fed and watered and got some time to browse the shops at my leisure. Feeling a bit guilty about leaving them all I got each child a little gift (even BFS got a treat from his favourite Hotel Chocolat)
Through my own blatant stupidity I missed my flight home!!! (Another story for another day) My heart did stop beating for a split second as I thought about how my loving husband would surely blow his top at me being such a dizzy moo, but I managed to get on another flight the same evening - so at least made it home to see 3 smiling faces at the breakfast table as they received their little pressies from Manchester!!!
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