My blessed 10 year run of getting to go away by myself (to stay with friends who live in la Plagne) comes to an end this winter.
Up til now, Mrs Tyred has figured that – all things considered – this was the best option for maintaining family harmony, which has suited me down to the ground TBH!
Now the Tyreds Jr are beyond the whiny-small-child age and have had enough days on snow at Glencoe over the past few years to have half an idea what they’re doing, they’ve cottoned onto what they’ve been missing out on each winter, much to the amusement of their mother.
So now I’ve got to take all them too!
HOLY MOTHER OF GOD that makes it a bit expensive, doesn’t it! 😯
Took the eldest away a few times when he was a baby/toddler and that was easy enough but really I had no idea why parents with small children on ski holidays always look shellshocked, beyond the loss of the don’t-have-to-do-anything hours between 6 and 8pm. Think I know now, yikes!