So we left early... or rather we would have done, had eldest munckin not had one of her retail moments. She loves shopping and declared she needed to go to a particular shop prior to leaving to spend her 5 Euros. Fine for most people, a maximum 3 minute experience. However, eldest munckin can spend days deciding what jam she's like for breakfast. So parting with her own 5 Euros gave us sufficient time to get a coffee and watch everyone else head off ahead of the queue.
But, faced with the prospect of 9 hours in car, whinging about not having gone to the shops, we were left with no choice but to indulge.
Most of us Middle England Mums and others, do the drive to some part of France with small children. Everyone has a tactic. Traditionally we have done overnight drives. Overworked husband hits the Red Bull and off we go. However returning home we travelled all day - 12 hours in total in the car. No videos, no sweets, endless eye-spy, arguments between munckins about music choices; eldest favouring ABBA and Hannah Montana, youngest going with The Killers or total silence. The latter option, after 2 hours of ABBA, I could see where she was coming from. So I have temporarily renamed munckins as 'pop' and 'rock' chick respectively.
Of course they have seen the headrest TVs in other cars, but they know ours doesn't work like that. Now obviously I know they are attachable to any vehicle, but where will it end?... Sitting in a supermarket car park, 5 miles from your house,... waiting two hours for the end of the next Disney classic?
So we did it old school and we all survived.
Incidentally if anyone is heading to the Northern French Alps, particularly the Portes du Soleil region... ditch the skis, pack a sun hat and hiking boots instead.