Anyway, we have been having a great time. The only down side was when I put the weekly rail pass in my pocket with a wet wipe and corrupted it, but only after I had got through the barrier. My partner looked very pissed off. Hippy daughter turned to me and said ´Mummy, I think I know what daddy is thinking in his head. Is it F-U-C-K?´ I said I thought that was slightly mistaken. I think he was thinking ´F-U-C-K-I-N-G M-A-N-D-Y´. This indeed proved accurate. Relationships on holiday can be a good thing, but relationships on holiday with three children and very little sleep are not a recipe made in heaven. The good thing is you are so tired that the moments of tension rarely rise too high above the surface because you have more or less moved on about 10 minutes later after a round of questions about when we are going home [toddler daughter, repeated ad infinitum throughout the week], various loony questions about God and Santa [bonkers daughter] and intense questions about Spanish history [hippy daughter].
That night the girls…all sleeping in one room…stayed up all night chatting about stuff. I love to listen in. It is great entertainment. Hippy daughter and the mad one were talking about all the Mandys they knew while toddler girl kept pìping up with ´can we sing fabios?´. This is a reference to her all time favourite film, High School the Musical Two and its song ‘Fabulous’ sung by Sharpay. She is the biggest fan…she even has Troy socks. The other two have had enough. I have had enough. The cat has had enough. This was followed by a full commentary on Sharpay´s love life. Toddler one is very concerned. She managed to smuggle the dvd in with her. The others are not impressed. Thank goodness the weather is good and we can escape to the beach.