Sons and daughters out on the lash together, rugrats left with nanny and granddad. A housefull of them. Why don't they come with a volume control. Now they have all migrated into the big bed with nanny and I am downstairs with the dogs. Still gives me a chance to catch up on the Vikings and get a good dose of blood and snot before they descend down the stairs. Then I can go back to bed while the cereal, toast and rusks get spread around the kitchen and the dogs play at being hoovers.
