James and Will were so excited, especially James - he couldn't believe the day had come. Clearly he doesn't do enough work at school or home - Terry and I were dreading heading back to the daily grind.
We went for a stroll around Stratford-Upon-Avon, it was a pretty little town. There were markets (woo hoo, tricked again said James) and plenty going on around the river - if only we had a full day! We stopped by the MAD museum which had interactive exhibits of mechanical art and design with buttons, handles, light and sound effects. We were all enthralled and didn't want to leave but we had to push on, we had a plane to catch.
We made our way to the airport via the Cotswolds and I had the last 'supper'. From this day I just have to be good and I am looking forward to not feeling full all the time! I have eaten my way around the UK and this has to stop! James also found another Roly's Fudge Pantry - the same company that was in York. Just one more piece he begged!
The irony wasn't lost when it started to rain as we made our way down the freeway to the airport. A beautiful rainbow appeared and I couldn't help thinking the rainbow's end was over Heathrow Airport. All of a sudden.....we hit heavy traffic. The traffic slowed, slowed, slowed - we really didn't need any hold ups now. We still had to take the car back to an airport hotel and check in.....surely we wouldn't miss the plane! We travelled at a snails pace with 60 mils to go. I was counting down the miles, 59.........58...........57.........
'Can you believe we'll be on the plane soon', said James the whole way to the airport. To be honest no, i couldn't, and at this pace, we wouldn't!
Finally the speed increased and we returned our car on time. We made it to the airport and James's smile went from ear to ear.
I didn't really mind what are usually torturous flights - i just looked at them as a rest! Thinking about the holiday on the plane, the absolute best part had been spending a month together and sharing all the different experiences. It was invaluable family time and you couldn't put a price on it - especially now as the kids as are so much older.
We flew Qantas and there is nothing like boarding a plane full of Australian accents. After a 6 hour flight to Dubai followed by a 13 hour flight to Sydney - and James counting down the whole way - we were finally home.
Driving home in car Terry asked, 'where will we go next time?'
'Hawaii!!' said Will and I.
'How long are you going to go for?' said James. 'I'll be staying home with Nan'
The End.
Cute as a button, Stratford-Upon-Avon
This beauty was at the markets
MAD museum
Last piece of fudge
The kids were relieved when Terry realised he had accidentally left the CD he had bought in Ireland in the hire car! We would play it as punishment if the kids mucked up!
Nearly at the airport
Made it!
James - the happiest of all to be home!
'I might go next time.......'















































































