The kids indulged in hours of 'are we nearly there yet?' and us grown ups remained as noncommittal as we could, but it was still smiles all round when we got back to school, so worth every long, noisy minute.
After the longest journey there, we took the North Circular route home, and that meant Baker Street was the way to go…
221b in full Sherlock glory.
It won't take a super sleuth to work out where I'll be by 9pm!
Oh, and before I go, thank you so much to all of you who have watched dear son's video already, he is so totally thrilled with all the views and likes; if he hits 100 views by morning, he'll probably combust!
