From van to scan
The last couple of weeks have gone faster than a Chevy van.
Quent and the boys had a great time in Europe. Plenty of stories and plenty of sponsorship. An amazing amount, in fact. They are set to top £22,500. Sadly they lost the van, but otherwise they seem to have pulled off a great holiday for a good cause. For details of their trip, see Ed's excellent blog on http://www.oneweekineurope.blogspot.com/.
Here are the boys arriving home (plus small extra) and the amazing cake Brita made complete with names, dates, the countries they visited and the sponsorship total (at that point of time).
Meanwhile, Oakley and I went to my sister's and then to Jenny's. Oakley had playmates in both places and I had some good girlie time. In fact, if only I had thought to do a sponsored "chat", I could have raised a lot of money.
Last week it was back to school / work, with a slight cloud hanging over Ashbourne Grove. Oakley climbed into bed one morning saying he was sad. "Why are you sad, darling?", I enquired. "Chevy", he replied.
Before we knew it, we were on the road again, as we headed back to Manchester for Quent's latest scan and results.
Quent and the boys had a great time in Europe. Plenty of stories and plenty of sponsorship. An amazing amount, in fact. They are set to top £22,500. Sadly they lost the van, but otherwise they seem to have pulled off a great holiday for a good cause. For details of their trip, see Ed's excellent blog on http://www.oneweekineurope.blogspot.com/.
Here are the boys arriving home (plus small extra) and the amazing cake Brita made complete with names, dates, the countries they visited and the sponsorship total (at that point of time).
Meanwhile, Oakley and I went to my sister's and then to Jenny's. Oakley had playmates in both places and I had some good girlie time. In fact, if only I had thought to do a sponsored "chat", I could have raised a lot of money.
Last week it was back to school / work, with a slight cloud hanging over Ashbourne Grove. Oakley climbed into bed one morning saying he was sad. "Why are you sad, darling?", I enquired. "Chevy", he replied.
Before we knew it, we were on the road again, as we headed back to Manchester for Quent's latest scan and results.
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