Back from Cornwall Holiday

Ah...just spent two weeks in Cornwall, in (largely) beautiful sunshine.

It was a nice mixture of slightly stressful beach days and a few trips out to see the sights (some new, some old favourites).  The stress was largely as Thomas is really starting to stretch his independence now, clearly feeling that he doesn't need to be under our wings at all times - resulting in extended periods where he turns out to be perfectly safe, but is absent without leave - the transition is more of a challenge for Flyingpops and I than it is for him (he must have made around fifteen new friends, averaging between 2 and 6 per location visited), so he's not just vanishing, he's vanishing, meeting people and participating in activities with them (like the two lads he went off surfing with for over an hour one day, or the two girls he organised into a swimming competition in the pool one day).
Overall developmentally excellent, but a bit of a wrench for Mum and Dad to suddenly be in the - Thomas appears -  "I need a drink of water" - glug - "bye!" position...

I suppose it took about 3 days for everyone to calm down enough to actually start to relax and really enjoy the holiday, just shows how much pent up energy we are all carrying around (even the kids) - it was an eye-opener the first moment we got them to be quiet for more than a handful of seconds when they realised that the only noise anywhere near was coming from them - all of the rest of Cornwall was in a state of silent meditation.  Didn't last long, but you could see it sink in.

Anyway, it's back to work today, rainy and cold (in shorts and T-shirt last week, today I was fumbling around for gloves - only found one), ticket office was, of course, closed and a huge queue at the machine plus the usual strikes and signal failures...business as usual - a bumpy landing back to Earth...