Pussy cat, pussy cat, where have you been? I’ve been to London to see the Queen! Or so the nursery rhyme goes….but we, himself and I, are off the Palace today. Excited! We’ve been to […]
Category: England
Day Eighty Four
We’re in London and that can only mean one thing….squirrels! But first there are a few things to do. Shopping in the main. Chris needs new shoes to go with his dinner outfit. I want […]
Day Eighty Three
Up bright and early today as we are off to London. First task of the day is to drop the motor home off to Mark at the storage facility where it will be washed, waxed […]
Day Eighty Two
Ugh. Cleaning, packing, cleaning, packing, cleaning, packing, cleaning, packing. Ugh. If you allow me to paint a picture, the only thing I hate more than packing, is cleaning. And the only thing I hate more […]
Day Eighty One
We drive back into Truro today. It’s our last day before we have to start packing and cleaning up in earnest. We spend the day wandering about Truro, running a few errands, but mainly just […]
Day Eighty
Another day on the road, culminating in arriving in Truro at day’s end. To complete the loop, this last stretch of the journey greets us with rain. As we enter Cornwall, the hedgerows are back, […]
Day Seventy Nine
We’ve a long way to cover in the next two days, its some 300 miles back to Truro where the motorhome will be stored until next year, so most of today is spent on the […]
Day Seventy Eight
London! Squirrels! Gringotts Bank! More squirrels! Platform 9 ¾! Shopping! Even more squirrels! Oh my goodness what a huge day! We set off for London on the early train. Well, early by holiday standards, anyway. […]
Day Seventy Seven
I manage to speak to Stella this morning. She’s exhausted, but both she and Chloe are doing well. Jackson has bonded with her and bounced in the day she was born with a “Hi Mum, […]
Day Seventy Six
The most important thing about today is that I have a new niece. Little Chloe Catherine Camilleri was born of Stella and Andrew. Brought into the world by C section, even the doctor marvelled at […]
