Emily woke at 1am and was really genki, babbling and wanting to play. I hauled myself out of bed and took her up to the living room, where we played for nearly three hours before I thought there might be a chance of her sleeping again. She lay between us and jabbered a while before dozing, but only until 5am. We traipsed back upstairs, and I tried my best, with limited success, to keep her quiet until Fi and Fern made an appearance.
At ten o'clock we were loaded back up and ready to set off for Macclesfield. Unusually for a bank holiday weekend, it was a gorgeous day. We had a clean run through and Emily slept the first hour. She did get fed up being confined for four hours or more in the car seat, but rather than cry she would just look really dejected and go quiet. At Stafford services we stopped for a long lunch break. I can hardly talk myself, but there seemed to be a very high proportion of overweight people around, but after being amongst the Japanese maybe my perception is skewed.
We made it to Pam and Graham's by early afternoon, where we were greeted by 'Welcome Home' balloons on the doorstep; Emily was soon out enjoying the garden, and hunting for the Night Garden figures that Pam had hidden for her to find. Everything looks so lush at this time of year - we definitely chose the right time to come back. The grass looks artificial, it is so vividly green. I'd seen some beautiful laburnums along the way, dripping with dangling yellow bunches of flowers, and it was lovely to see so many cows and sheep grazing in roadside fields.
After an afternoon of playing, coupled with such an early start to the day, I had no trouble in getting Emily down in her cot tent by 6pm. Straight after dinner a wave of weariness swept over me and I had to turn in as well, though it was barely dark.
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