Last days in London

It was a short walk from Waterloo Station to The London Dungeon, here we had unfinished business. In 2012 when Kennedy was nine and Christian was six the three of us visited this attraction. We got maybe ⅔ of the way through before one of the children was so freaked out we had to exitContinue reading “Last days in London”

A fractured family

Day 7 – a week of our holiday has gone by already and we are settling into something of a routine. Murray and I wake up at ‘old person o’clock’, somewhere between 6 and 7am. Murray ambles down to the local supermarket to pick up a newspaper and milk, and I message the kids toContinue reading “A fractured family”

Backpacking – a blessing or a curse?

Day 5 – I think… I’ve gone into holiday mode where I’m never exactly sure of the time or day of the week, let alone how long ago we left NZ. When deciding how we were going to travel we opted to each take a backpack. The method to this madness was that it wouldContinue reading “Backpacking – a blessing or a curse?”