Rowan Tree and Red Thread

We drove down from Dublin last night. Leaving Dublin was a bit of a production. DD decided that she didn't want to travel at night and threw a strop at wash time. She was eventually persuaded that at no point would she be left in the car on her own in the dark and we got everyone loaded into the car.

The trip down was mostly uneventful apart from one crazy bastard who overtook us on the inside, struck our wing mirror, switched lanes into the oncoming lane and drove through the junction we'd slowed to stop at against a red light on the wrong side of the road. No damage done but damn he was close to a head-on collision.

Once on the road proper both kids fell fast asleep. This lovely state of affairs lasted all the way to the last roundabout coming into Cork when DD woke up. At the house both kids were awake unfortunately for the unpacking and I had another half an hour reading books to DD and holding her hand to get her back to sleep.

Which made BB's wakefulness at 4.30 this morning bloody unwelcome I'll tell you. He was awake and chatty for about an hour. After a birthday celebration the day before (admittedly quite a sedate affair) and driving from Dublin I did not need that.

*yawn*

Good holiday though, both in west Cork and in Dublin. Thanks to all the pals who showed up on Friday for my birthday party and to those who couldn't make it but sent along their birthday wishes.