Family First

My son is coming for a visit tomorrow, travelling down from London. He says he is looking forward to it which makes me feel all warm inside. My mother loves him dearly too. At last, he's not a teenager. He wants (wants!) to go to pub quiz with us tomorrow, and would like his sister to go too. Whether she can tear herself away from the kids and leave them in the care of their father, I don't know. It'll be a first if she does. The four of us as a family, for at least an hour and a half. That'll be a first too. Never in 11 years have the four of us been out together.