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It's been a while since I last saw my parents. And fireworks in Wythenshaw were cancelled. Felt we should make the epic journey.

Started with a long drive down to Sussex. Satnav assured me that there was no traffic. As we crawled through the non-traffic at about 4 mph. Rest of the drive was fine though and we arrived at our lodgings - Edna's Attic (a place that is not an attic and owned by a woman not named Edna). Quite a nice place and ridiculously close to where my parents live.

Went to parents for breakfast.

Nephew asked flickums's name. She told him.

Had breakfast.

Nephew asked Flick's name. She told him. A short time later he asked again.

So we arrived, took parents to a pub for lunch. Brother and the niblings came along as well. Very nice. I had tasty fish and chips because I was a little disappointed with the service station fish and chips the day before. This was much better! The fish was flaky, the batter was crispy. The whole thing was a little heavy!

We came home and flumped.

Nephew asked Flick's name. She told him.

We had a game of riddles with my niece. She's really pretty sharp with these things.

After this, we went to see fireworks. A complicated logistical exercise because we need to get there and so does everyone else. Parking is impossible.

Guy Fawkes really should have planned his terror attack in the summer!Weather was 'orrible. But we braved it.

Nephew was feeling a bit grumpy so brother took him to McDonalds. I said I'd look after his adrenalin junkie daughter. She's seriously fearless when it comes to rides. We went on the Orbiter (which was "not that scary" - actually I agree, it's quite a mellow ride) and the Waltzer which I'm not a fan of, but I had the dutiful uncle role to fulfil. Wanted to go on the swinging frisbee type ride (can't remember what it's called - might just be the Frisbee) but it seemed to be closed. opened up again later but we didn't have time for it. I think I earned Uncle points here.

Saw fireworks. They were set off from the pier so there was a good view from all along the beach. A nice enough display but no music accompaniment.

And that was the end of that. Went back to the "Attic". Slept. Woke up. Brother gave me a barrel for beer making.

Nephew no longer asking Flickums' name but does seem to think she's called Claire.

Took the long journey home. Went via Middle Farm and picked up some cider. And cheese.

Really wish we lived closer. Don't get to see family often enough.