Another 11 sleeps and then our children arrive to visit us.
I am so excited, and in a way anxious. I want them to love our new lifestyle, have a lot of fun and be happy on the island. But I am also realistic, and realise that they are not just little clones of the two of us. (At 6ft and 6ft 2, they are not little at all.) The boys both have minds of their own, and will decide for themselves about Flinders, but I do want the island to put on a bit of a show, with good weather and beautiful sunsets for them to enjoy. The sunrises can do what they like, the boys will not be around to appreciate them anyway.
With both of them studying in South Africa, we have resigned ourselves to only seeing Paddy and James twice a year, if we are lucky. So I just want every minute to count as a happy time. Cloud cuckoo land??