A few weeks ago, I went on a girly weekend getaway to Gloucester - just Izzy and mummy. One of my really good friends Gabby moved from London to a little village in Gloucestershire more than 2 years ago, and we have not met up even before the pandemic started. Finally when the lockdown eased off, I suggested bringing Izzy with me to visit her and her little girl Bella. It would be a "fun, girly weekend!" I said enthusiastically. Because we live in the outskirts of London, to get to Paddington train station itself to catch the train to Gloucester was quite a journey in itself. I kept checking the train timetable from our place to Paddington, and contemplated asking K to drive us to a tube station instead. When the day arrived, I had the entire route and train timings etched in my head. We were to pick Izzy up from school at 330pm first. "Let's aim to be in front of the parents queue at the gate" I told K. Then K would drive us and drop us o...