Days 29 to 33 - 3rd to 7th September - Oakville OK so I' m cheating now. It has been impossible to do a daily blog just recently. There has been so much activity in the house. We have had new wooden floors put throughout the ground floor of the house and it took 4 men 2 days. Constant banging and moving around. Paul (my Mum's husband) is preparing to return to europe, so he is packing. We are preparing the boys for school so there are last minute trips to the shops for things like lunch boxes. We have been out on the boat again (still no fish) and on Monday (the day Paul flies out) we lost Julian at the Canadian Exhibition in Toronto. This is the exhibition (like a county fair) that has developed into a giant event that occurs over the last 2 weeks of August. It ends on the bank holiday labour day weekend (a week after the UK one) which was Monday. There was an airshow and huge theme park type fairground, concerts, fireworks and lots of shows for the kids. At lunch time in the food hall (10,000 poeple and 150 food concessions), we parked Julian to go and get some food. I went with Sammy in one direction to get kebabs and Julie went in the other direction to get Pizzas. Although Julian was told to stay and wait, he obviously decided not to. He explained later (and with some conviction which was quite convincing and indeed quite sensible) that after some time, Mummy had not re-appeared and he supposed that she was probably lost herself (not an unreasonable assumption). He therefore put into action the "lost boy procedure" that I had told them about at the entrance gate. In the event of being lost, return to the entrance gate just to the right of the huge wind turbine generator where we came in. After looking for him in the food hall for about an hour we despatched Paul back to the main gate to see if he was there. The distance from the food hall to the main gate being about half a mile. When he got there he discovered from the security guard that Julian had indeed arrived back at this gate but had subsequently been collected by the "lost child" department and driven by buggy to another location. After going over there and trying to persuade them that he (Paul) was actually a member of the Board family, they released Julian and returned to the food hall where we had a promised not to move an inch. Julian was quite rattled by the whole thing. Julie was getting very excited and I was sure that he would have followed my instruction to the letter and was quite content to collect him on our way home. Paul was completely soaked in swet as the temperature was baking and he was not dressed for the fair. Poor man had to fly back home in a set of sweaty clothes. Mum left the fair at 4:00pm to take Paul to the airport and we left at around 5:30pm on the train back to Oakville.