I was remembering as we drove back how I took mum to the airport last time she was off to Sri Lanka. Georgia was just a few months old and oblivious to the tears mostly held back, as we drank coffee and ate plastic airport croissants on a chilly morning. Now the tears are held back to protect her, but the sadness no less keenly felt. Of course you want go and we want you to go and have another amazing adventure, we've just got rather used to your proximity. The saving starts now for a trip there ourselves
