Long car journeys, eh?
The best intentions don't tend to be the most realistic ones, however, and never more so than when travel is involved.
Before long, the iPad is out, the iPhone has been surrendered and discarded Haribo packets litter the back seat. Ignored, the bananas are in a sad state already . . . .
From beneath the detritus that is covering the car's rear sections, however, The B&G are content. That, as anyone who is experienced in the art of travelling in the presence of pre-schoolers will attest, is all that matters.
It had been hoped that some of the time might be passed catching up on a little sleep (The B&G, that is, not me), but as hopes go, this is a forlorn one.
The in-car DVD player is fired up long before schedule. The big guns out, there's nothing more to do than depress the accelerator a little more and just go for it.
So go for it we do, petrol powering the car, caffeine fuelling the driver.
That we've brought our favourite Piccolo music (in three formats - CD, iPad and iPod - for variety) helps to pass the time.
One of our favourite songs is called Are we nearly there yet?
Having replied in the negative for what feels like several hours, when the time comes that I'm able to confirm that, at last, yes, we are almost there, the relief in the car is palpable.