A five hour car journey on Saturday sparked the expected “are we nearly there yet”s my my two. Fortunately they managed to hold off until Birmingham which is almost half way. However, what I didn’t expect was that Iona would bring her own CD collection to “keep us amused”.
And so, June 20th, one day before the summer solstice saw us hairing down the M42 with the kids singing along at the top of their voices to “jingle bells”! We then endured another fifteen minutes of ” The Greatest Children’s Christmas Party hits ever” before I decided I’d had enough of the “tish tish tish” of the background christmas bells and switched back to adult CDs again.
The rest of the journey was uneventful, although we got lost entering Bristol, leaving Bristol, finding the Christening venue, finding our way back from the venue to Bristol… as you might gather, getting lost was a frequent event of the weekend, but against all odds we did make it there in time to do my “Godmother” bit, and the christening was lovely.