Well. Yesterday a local told us that England has had no rain for 3 months (they must have been panicking as their reservoirs are barely existent), but today, it pours. We are it seems, the […]
Category: England
2014 – Day Five
Staring to feel like I’m on holiday. This is the first day without domestics to complete. There was a small blow to plans yesterday. Last year we had access to unlimited data on a very […]
2014 – Day Four
I awake to “pssttt…..SQUIRREL!!!!” Chris has made friends with a local who happily takes almonds then cherries as treats. He knows the rules of polite nut engagement and is a happy start to the day. […]
2014 – Day Three
Domestics. A trip to Tescos to stock up and again marvel at the variety and extent of summer produce that is laid before us. I’ve been dreaming of the berries and they are just as […]
2014 – Day Two
Ah. The joys of travel at surely not hidden in the concept of transit. It is but to be endured for the greater purpose of arrival. Still, at least it’s an A380 which isn’t bad […]
Day Eighty Six
Our last day in London. I had thought to pack last night, but I just couldn’t being myself to do it, so it’s a painful job for this morning. Come on Star Trek. When is […]
Day Eight Five
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 […]
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 […]
