It doesn't matter how well you think you have planned things, something always crops up to upset the organisation of a family gathering.
So far it's only two things, but of course the old expression "Things always happen in threes" applies just as much in France "Jamais deux sans trois".
My sister in law is coming out by ferry with a friend and four teenagers. Her husband is taking the train to Le Mans and arrives at 10.30pm and it all tied in neatly - she could drive off the ferry and straight to Le Mans with approximately 30 minutes time difference. She booked the ferry ages ago. She arrived back from a very wet and windy camping holiday in Cornwall a week ago and was met by a message from the ferry company. Her original ferry was cancelled so they'd put her on the earlier one so all was well. Well actually no, all was not well. The friend lives in Gloucestershire and will have to change her plans in order to get to Lulu's house early enough and they will, in theory at least, arrive at Le Mans with six hours to wait for her husband's train to arrive. Well, it's not the end of the world, worse things happen at sea, blah blah blah!
The second thing is simply inconvenient and might even be sorted out in time. Yesterday evening we discovered the boiler had gone on strike and there was no hot water. Putting the potential expense of repair or replacement to one side, not having hot water is no fun but not too bad if you are used to it. We lived on a boat for three years and considered ourselves lucky to have fresh water for cooking - all washing up was done in salt water (cold) and of course we kept clean by washing in the sea. However, our visitors are expecting better things and despite holidaying in a house built 700 years ago they will almost certainly consider hot water to be a minimum requirement! Like I said, it might even be sorted out in time - the plumber very kindly came round this morning and is "hopeful". We'll see.
No, the real worry for me is what will the third thing be?