THE ENGINE IS ON.....

AND as I blog this, son number 1 aka Matty is probably boarding his Singapore Airline flight. We, the left behinders, have just wept our way back along the M25 on this freezing cold evening...surely we should have all gone with him? We spent most of the way back convincing Ellena that her life as a student/waitress/shop manager and jewellery designer was as wonderful despite the fact that the sun hasn't shone for what seems like months and that she is wearing her soles off her feet working so hard just to cover her outgoings...Young El has certainly achieved marathons of significant challenges these past couple of years but it might be true to say that her social life has been marginalised in order to make sure that the bills have been paid etc. So, whilst i wouldn't want to intefere (what mother would want to )....my beautiful and hard working, effervescent nineteen year old could do with a little pampering and adoration ...(no, not from me...that goes without saying) but from someone at least handsome, naturally bright, witty, averagely intelligent at least and of course, someone who listens, chats, does and can and of course is always willing to do...whatever is needed to be done, when she says so!
On that thoughtful and hopeful note I shall take an early retirement (i mean, I'm off to bed). And will look forward to hearing Mattys' N.Year Greetings from the Equator to us soon enough!