Spending warm summer days indoors
Dad, Lorna and Allen left Australia this afternoon and should be somewhere close to Papua New Guinea as I write. I feel pretty low because it was great having them here and I don't know whether Dad will ever be able to make the journey again. We're hoping to get back to blighty every year but of course Beth is growing up absurdly fast so he'll miss out on a lot. An emigrant's life is never easy.
We spent the weekend in fairly low-key ways. On Sunday we took the Rivercat down the Parramatta river to Sydney harbour which is always a fun trip. Lots of sport (Arsenal were brilliant), playing with the bairn and watching old episodes of Only Fools and Horses.
If it's a boy they're going to call it Rodney, after Dave.