No time to be sad. Got up, washed and dressed the kids, went down for breakfast. The taxi driver we'd ordered for 11am turned up at 10am and we ended up getting to the airport with plenty of time to spare.
Don't want to dwell on today. We've been extremely fortunate that I've been allowed to "work from home" in China for two of the last three months and we've had the most wonderful experience - mostly from the kids' point of view. They've been spoilt rotten in some respects, but they've been out more, and expended more energy than any time in the UK, due to weather and sheer number of friends and family taking them out.
While I love to have my family and friends in the UK I understand that Tan has the same here in China. What do we do about that in the future? It's always more practical in the UK due to work/immigration status, but it seems so much nicer in China. Oh well, next plan is to buy a property over there and see what we may one day be able to sort out re family life etc...
As for the plane ride it was grim. Xixi didn't want to sleep this time and Tan and I got barely two hours' sleep each. Awl came to meet us at Heathrow and drove us back home, where And and Lisa, and Mum, Joe and Cat kindly came to see us to welcome us back - especially nice was Joe's welcome back letter which I should scan and put up. In the meantime, here's the last nice Chinese picture I have of Leilei in Shanghai airport.
Leilei in Shanghai airport waiting to go home
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