When my missus was still pregnant I managed to blag a night out with work (although I was driving). It lasted until 20.30 by which time I'd had 3 calls from home saying that the eldest girl and boy had been fighting and my Daughter was trying to leave home. So I gave up and came home ready to blow a gasket, only to find them all in bed asleep. So I sat on me ownsum with a bottle of Cider watching New Tricks on the Beeb....that was a crackin Friday night.
14 yr old off on her first overnight school trip abroad, missus sick with worry already, spose a part of me is as well. Don't normally do school trips, or jollies as I think they tend to be, but this is a WWI battlefield/trenches visit so something I think she should see.