I went to their place about 10 this morning because they were leaving for the airport at 2 pm to escape the traffic and Peter, Harry's father had to return the hire car he had for the weekend. We had lunch and took photos then 2 o'clock came and it was time for them to leave.
Gabbie started crying first, which started me off, which started my daughter off. Brooke managed to stay relatively composed, Harry went very quiet and Peter said, "Right, come on, let's go!" Which was the best thing to do.
So, they will be on their way at 7.30 pm. Because of the heightened security alerts and new terrorist laws, passengers now have to check in two-and-a-half hours before their flight leaves. It used to be one hour. They are only allowed a very small amount of cabin baggage, no cabin bags and any medicines have to have a certificate from the patient's doctor so they can take it into the cabin with them. Things are pretty strict nowadays.
They get to Auckland at midnight, the weather's wet and cold over there so I don't envy them. My daughter deemed it wise not to go to the airport and judging by the tears at the house, that was the best thing for everyone.
I don't know whether it's the right thing to do, but it's not for me to say. However, I must admit I've had better Mondays.
Anyway, she had photos taken of her and the kids and below is one she gave me.
Gabbie, Brooke, Suzie (their mother) and Harry