Longest Day - Part II
We emerged bleary eyed from A&E at 2.30am after nurses armed with suction tubes managed to retrieve the item from Jess's lughole.
Memo to blog readers:
If you ever find yourself with an itchy ear after swimming, please refrain from alleviating the problem with the end of a plastic toothed hair brush.
And if you should scratch the itch in that way, try to mention it with a little more advance notice before a foreign holiday than just eight hours.
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Bad Dad - A look at life with small and teenage children
It's a fallacy that holidays aaway are relaxing - there's invariably chaos involved somewhere along the way.
Like the year it took me six hours to drive from Bham to Stanstead cos I took a (very) wrong turning.