Home again...

Home again, at last. Throughout the journey home, Wilson pretended he was flying a GAW (Great Ant Wars) fighter plane. Harmless, but the constant engine noises and Gatling Gun sound effects did get a little tiresome after a few hours.

W said he really loved the holiday, although he's a bit miffed he missed the Olympic Pillow Fighting finals, and he can't even find out who won.

I let him stay up to see the Olympic Closing Ceremony last night, so now he's still sound asleep in the tumble dryer, snoring gently.

Wilson's "I've Been To..." flag collection is growing nicely. He's very proud of them!