Day 1 of being back to 1 girl. The fizz summer that is 3 grandchildren has dropped to  the more normal level of 1.

Still fizzy, just less so.

So two fizzy girls are returning home and I have photographic memories to be processed and forwarded on. One fizzy girl invited us to a car boot picnic last night. Car boot picnics are all well and good when you are two, but adult heads need a little more headroom when eating chips and drinking ginger beer.

Normal blogging routines will re-establish.