Back home

Back on Terra Firma, back home, nice to be back, Burt Bacharack, yes we are home. After a late flight back and an even later 'early morning' drive home the Hargreaves clan arrived in Devon. The flight wasn't actually that bad as a friend from our Birmingham days, who we hadn't seen for ages, was heading the cabin crew on board. There was a mixture of bemusement and slight, but understandably tired, envy from other passengers as an array of toys, food and drinks, and blankets came our way for the duration of the flight, thanks again Shazza !.
Well back to the hols, a great time was had by all. The Hargreaves, Sills and Mansells all descended on the the same place. It was great to reflect after the season we have had and just relax. Obviously holiday rules apply 'What goes on tour stays on tour' but with children everywhere it was a case of donning the 'Red Coat' and digging in. I actually got roped into ( literally ) raft building around the pool after only ten minutes of being there, but it had to be done.
In bullet form 'Sillsy' ate the most, Hattie had the least sleep, Alyssa had the most baked beans with her, Baby Sills got the best tan, Issy had the best slide run, Cam spent the most time underwater, Manse had the most tattoes, Lisa ( sister of Manse, and rumour has it a better player, had the most children -none of her own !!!, Mandy Mansell ( Mum of lee ) got the most drinks in and had the most Birthday's, of one, her fortieth !, the non Wags of Fiona, Shelly, Hannah had the most ( by a long way ) sunbathing time, and finally I did what I do best, moaned, about the 'Owt for nowters', the football shirts, the endless supply of skull and crossbones, love and hate, Chinese, Japanese, back and front tattoos and the 'If I don't get twenty seven pints in, eat my own body weight in food, or eat at least four ice-creams today this all-inclusive will have been an absolute waste of money ( and that was just our families !!!!!! ).
Cam and I managed to get in record scores between us of thirty headers, sixty kick-ups and seventy-two 'pat-pats'. Job done. Back to reality now and schools must be attended, houses must be tidied and sold, and hopefully contracts must be signed !!.