Just got home after a day in London. My younger brother is going out with a lovely South African woman, Lauren. Sadly, her sister died recently leaving behind her seven year old niece. Today, we met the two of them, her parents, her uncle, my other brother and my Mum. I was dreading it as it was over a two hour drive there (and the same coming back) so was expecting us all to be tired afterwards. We did get there early, but went shopping (I wanted to go to Richmond but was overruled) and ended up arriving last!
My children came along with Leia and they talked to my brothers, well mostly (my son resorted to grunts apparently with my youngest brother). They did not get to spend much time with my mother who spent time talking to the other parents. Lauren’s uncle ended going on a walk with Leia and me, he having had a dog in the past, but is not able to have one now due to him travelling a lot.
The last time my bothers and I got together like this was on New Years when we met up for my mothers birthday (which she decided not to attend) and I am going to have to badger them to make this a regular thing. Anyway, the kids are in bed along with my wife, Time to join them.
