The boy is happy to be home. He had a lovely time with his Grandad.

Somehow, every morning, everybody ends up in the same bed. It gets crowded.

Riu learning how to drive. I remember doing this with my father. I wish he’d been around to meet her and the boys.

On our way home from our holidays we stopped off in the beach town of Las Casas de Alcanar. We threw stones into the sea.

Oh hai there. I see you there.

Mama spying on us in the ludoteca.