Viv and Chris were in a surprisingly bright mood on their return. Viv asked me to read the weblog to her last night, and I was shocked to find that some of it had been archived and was inaccessible. So I'm in the middle of fixing that. Please bear with me...

Off to the airport, having checked that the flight is on time. Certainly seems to be.

No, just ten minutes late in fact. However, Viv and Chris emerged from the corridor to be greeted by me and the other two boys. The three boys have scarcely stopped talking to each other until now.

The roads were as crowded as a weekday: some sort of accident in Lower Hutt, but we all arrived home shortly after 5. Viv and Chris have lots to tell us, lots to show us and we have lots to tell them too. That, as they say, is another story. Welcome home!

Apparently Viv could have made the connection, but the nice people at United had omitted to make the onward booking to Wellington...check back and see if they caught the 2:30pm fligth successfully!

Meanwhile we went to church as usual, David was crucifer, I helped set up and tidy the lunch afterwards - just like I would have done if Viv had come back yesterday.

Just a short break now while we tidy up, and check if there is anything else glaringly wrong with the place before Viv gets back.