Mummy and Daddy are cruel to me. When I was having a lovely sleep, they woke me up... in the middle of the night! Meanies!.
They said it was a holiday... didn't seem like one!
We bundled out, no breakfast, into a taxi. The biggest taxi I've ever seen - more like a lorry. No car seat for me, so Mummy held me and Daddy gave the driver a bollocking. We collected the Ancients who were lurking outside their village pub. (I wonder if Baba was waiting for opening time?)
"Don't worry Baba, you can get a drink at the airport!"