The last day was a tad more easy-going and much more about pointing forward to the challenges we face in developing and facilitating a programme of our own: exciting stuff!
Lift-share friend and I were exhausted on the trip home. We could just about manage a coffee (naturally), and skimming through some magazines.
I was so excited about seeing my boys. The husband had deliberately kept Dexter up a little later than usual and seemed to have old episodes of 'In the Night Garden' playing on loop to achieve this. I burst through the door, all smiles and high-pitched enthusiasm.
The boy looked over me as I was obscuring his view of Iggle Piggle. Ouch.