Drama on the 303

We got up nice, bright and early as today we were off to the zoo (and the hospital) in London.

We had some breakfast, packed the car with provisions, spare clothes, the works and made our way merrily onto the 303 towards town, singing 5 little Ducks at the top of our voices. And then disaster struck … I was hit by a sicky episode. A rather big one. After some nifty driving on the big D’s part we managed to pull over and get cleaned up as much as you can with a few baby wipes.

At that point we decided it was probably best to head back home. A good thing as I wasn’t done yet! So almost 2 hours to the minute after we left home, we turned back down the drive. Shame about the zoo, less of a shame about the hospital but I suspect we’ll be doing it all again in a week or two. Hopefully minus the sick!