Back to Manchester

No!  Today I put Ellen and Meg on a flight to Manchester, as their three-week stay had to come to an end.  Pete is bereft, wandering around the house saying "Gone!  Gone!"  Thank goodness his Grandparents are arriving soon, otherwise I'd have to actually partake in childcare.  He's also finally moved out of our wardrobe and back into his own room.  I'm happy not to have to lie there listening to him laughing/singing/chatting in his sleep all night, but his mother already feels her baby is too far away.  There's a sofa bed in his room, so she's welcome...

We spent our visitors' last few days hanging out in Vancouver city, visiting Granville Island, various shops, a water park, and a food truck or two.  More importantly, Ellen has been spending her free time knitting Pete his first cricket jumper, which had the finishing touches put to it today (popping into yarn shops has also been a feature of the holiday - if they inspect her luggage at YVR she might be had up for wool smuggling).

So goodbye Ellen and Megan, and thank you for such a wonderful stay.  Get your tickets booked for Easter.  And bring more of that Scottish gin, because it's all gone.

Meg, with one of Lee's Donuts from Granville market.  Child nutrition is overrated.

Take a look at your future England captain right there.  Hopefully Ellen will still be knitting his jumpers then.

There's a big shout, and he's walking!  He's not even waiting for the umpire's finger!

In other news, Hannah bought a "pasta extruder", and is extremely happy.