The most wonderful part of this summer has been having these two around. Their noise; their clutter in the kitchen; their stomping around at three in the morning, looking for digestive biscuits; having to sit on the floor because they and the B and G friends take up the sofas; and I have never cooked so much food in my life, but it is all worth it just to have them here. Being around them is such a joy. And they make their own way, Abbi has worked all summer coaching tennis to kids and training for a marathon, making friends as she goes; Dan has volunteered at the Scope shop, the Hospital and the Whoopsadaisy charity (https://www.justgiving.com/whoopsadaisy and still has time to be teased by the lads at Southwick Rangers FC who call him Rosey. Abbi has gone back to Okie and Dan flies out to Peru tomorrow (to work for the charity he raised £3000 for in his first year at Uni) before going straight back to Portsmouth. Disasters like the one at Shoreham Airport this weekend are a reminder of how fragile life can be and that we can't keep them safe forever (and I have spent thousands of hours on that road in the past twenty years - traveling to Winchester and back, past that very spot). All we can do is help them on with their wings and hope they fly safe. This is still our favourite car dancing song:
