It's been a strange few weeks, not least for The Boy. Without going into too much detail, it's been an unsettling time for him, particularly at school. I think it's been a combination of the hot weather, the inevitable changes the end of the school year brings and having a stupid dad who took on too much work and was away more than he should have been. I apologise that means things have been quiet - as always I find the balance between sharing our story and including some of the more challenging aspects a tricky one.
So, this is just to say we're ok. I'm way behind replying to emails, I'm really sorry, I will get to them in the next couple of weeks. In the meantime we're spending our summer trying to avoid going out, sitting in front of a fan while re-watching Primeval episodes on Netflix.
However, it seems not every outing is a painful one. There's much excitement this morning, we're off on our holidays. To Cardiff. For one night. The Doctor Who Experience is calling. The trip has been planned to every last detail - dinner tonight in Eddie's Diner where The Impossible Astronaut episode was filmed. Then bowling at the Red Dragon Centre (fingers crossed for lane 7, where Gwen bowled in Day One). Then after the exhibition we're off to have our photo taken outside the house where Sarah Jane Smith lived before heading home. It's all in hand.
And the highlight about going on holiday to good old Wales? According to the forecast, it's a bit colder and it's raining.