Firstly, we've been overseas for five weeks, visiting the Gander's parents. Our only purpose was to spend quality time with loved ones, and I'm happy to say "mission accomplished". It was lovely mooching about with them, just playing and eating and chatting at their home. We put no pressure on ourselves to race around the countryside doing things, or being tourists. We had little day trips to places of interest, but nothing too strenuous.
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| A picnic in the woods |
And I think that was the way to go ... we couldn't have managed much more. A thirty hour journey is hard work at the best of times, but hungry, sleepy babies in airport lounges at midnight really takes it to the next level. The Goslings did marvellously well, and we managed to avoid any major meltdowns, but unless you have a very good reason for going, I couldn't recommend taking such young children around the world for fun.
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Anyway, within days of arriving both Grandies were firmly wrapped around the Goslings little fingers, giving me and the Gander a chance to nap and recover our equilibrium. The weather was GLORIOUS, so we spent much of time in the garden. It's very easy to see where the Gander and Goslings have inherited any interest and skill in gardening from ... the Grandies are mad keen, and indeed, are recognised as amateur experts in some particular fields.
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| Grandma and Little Miss Gosling gardening |
So, a month flew by and we left with heavy hearts. Homecoming was a mixed bag of emotions ... I know the Gander pines for some things about his home country, but we rejoiced over the clear nights where the moon and stars light up the sky rather than aircraft, and the quiet and space we have at home. It's peaceful.
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