It’s about 11,700 miles from Christchurch to Liverpool and that is why we don’t get to see friends and family so much.  For the first nine months of our move to New Zealand we have had no visitors, which has been good for starting our new life but not so good for missing our old life and loves. My mum and step-dad arrived on the 17th January, a long awaited date that had a “how many sleeps until” countdown monitored by Minnie since her birthday in November.  None of us could quite believe it when finally we could say, only one sleep to go. It’s hard to believe that was five weeks ago and we said goodbye six days ago.  Life gets busy again and we’ve already had another UK visit from our heroes Nic and Jen.  Alas they left as quickly as they came and once again I am left with a slightly low feeling as we get on with our day sans amis. Making friends is such a risky business, a roller coaster …