Just in case you were in any doubt about it, I made it home safely (and so have unlocked the previous entries about my travels this month). It’s 400 km from Loughbrickland to Kidderminster, not counting the ferry. It’s 560 km from Kidderminster to here, not counting the Channel Tunnel. I drove all of it.

The biggest excitement of the journey was that F’s first milk tooth came out just after we got to France. (He turned six four weeks ago.) Then of course he dropped it on the incredibly messy floor of the car. So, there was much scrabbling about after we’d got home to try and find the missing incisor. Eventually after many daring feats of engineering among the back seats, I found it. The tooth fairy will therefore visit our house tonight. I suspect the going rate these days is a euro per tooth.