Our eldest son and his wife are finally moving into the new flat, so this weekend I am taking the train down to London to spend it with my two boys, as we help Adam move into his new digs. His wife will be spending the weekend with her parents, she's coming up to six months and although wants to be active has been told by her doctor to take it easy. She doesn't know it yet but her mom and sister are driving down to London to pick her up Friday noon to kidnapper for the weekend.
The three of us, and a team of movers will have everything done by Sunday we hope before the mom-to-be returns...the thing is that Adam told her that the move was the next weekend. A bit of a surprise. Adam's brother has a bit of time off from the Navy, and he chose to spend it with the two of us. We should have a lot of fun. Adam's father-in-law was hoping to join us but is stuck in America on a business deal.
It's kind of funny, because both my sons are taller than me. Adam has excellent taste in wine and there are several very good pubs not too far from the new flat. The three of us have not been together for ages, so Christmas doesn't count, especially since this year was rather chaotic due to the wedding. We lead such different lives now, with Adam in advertising in London, his brother in the Navy and me a farmer. Grown men who have real lives.
fun times!
Note: I do remember the names of my children, but they've asked to be anonymous and I respect their privacy.
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