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This time tomorrow, we will be well on our way back to the UK. Assuming that the present strike action by Qantas engineers does not delay us....

The children and I will be in the country until the 22nd July. Andrew is leaving on the 15th for Paris and then Hong Kong. How glamorous he is these days. I will make do with Sway and the odd trip into Lymington.

If we don't make it to see you, please don't be offended. I've got an itinerary printed up and we are pretty much run off our feet visiting for the duration of the trip. It's really hard getting the balance right, and I've a feeling that I am going to be plagued with guilt about people I didn't visit. We love you all! It's just that there is a limit to what can be achieved even in the time we are over!

We are all starting to be excited, but it's hard when the flight is looming over us. Well - it looms over me and the children, but not Andrew. I'm trying to see it as an opportunity to catch up on some sleep, but it's difficult to sleep when my concentration is required to help keep the aircraft in the sky. Of course, it isn't helped that the children are nervous too - I have to pretend that I have absolutely no problem with it, in order to reassure them. I think it's possible they've seen through it.

So what are we looking forward to? I've done a list!

- taking Charlie for a walk
- going to Waitrose
- buying clothes in TK Maxx
- having some really good sausages
- walking along the cliff top at Milford and the lanes at Keyhaven
- seeing Lewis!
- going to Emily's birthday party
- buying books at a reasonable price
- having a decent curry
- getting to inspect our house with the tenant

Obviously we are looking forward to seeing family and friends, but you already know that!

So - we'll see you all at the end of the week!