The Grand Weans have invaded.

…and this next sentence is being written after the kind of time gap that happens when five “8 and unders” (and their parents!) are in the house. Before that I’d been travelling up and down the land moving my old Pa into our esteemed establishments. His own private digs, within this very house, are not yet ready.

…Oh…another gap…. The electrician is just isolating a circuit.

So an anarchic kind of wonderful chaos is afoot. You will understand that this can have an effect on even the best laid plans Of Mice And Me. Yet, at some point, The Usual Routine will fold a calm blanket over everything. And hey, we can all appreciate that when it happens.

But there is, I’m pretty sure, only one life. And riding these kind of waves is an excitement that I definitely don’t want to wish away.

On that note, we’re just about to head off to the beach.

Might see you tomorrow…..