For a while I was playing tour guide for my brother, Peter, his wife, Judy and daughter, Charlotte. We did the touristy things and had a great time.
I was sad to say farewell to them all. But I have to admit my mind was already on something else - my youngest daughter was already overdue to give birth.
But finally, in the early hours of Monday morning little Aiden finally arrived. After 17 years, I have another grandson!
My grandsons meet
Unfortunately by the time he joined us, it was nearly time for me to head home to go back to work, so I've only had him in my arms for a few short minutes.
I knew that there had been heavy rain in the north while I was away but I still got a surprise when driving home yesterday evening to find part of the hillside sitting in the road.
Over the past year or so I've posted photos of the Bridge to Somewhere:
When we have a flood it becomes the Bridge to Nowhere:
Now, sadly, it has seen one flood too many. Yesterday evening I changed its name to Once a Bridge: