Monday, 27 September 2010
I'm off on the 7.30 Newcastle-Bristol flight tomorrow morning, to stay with my friend Lizzie in West Somerset until Thursday. She says she has a plan.... I hope it includes lots of teashops as well as beautiful villages, beaches, rolling wooded countryside and moorland, because the weather forecast is decidedly discouraging.
I also secretly, childishly, hope it will include this:
This trip has nothing to do with house buying or selling. I won't be going to look again at the house, still unsold, on which I have placed an offer; it would be too unsettling. We will walk, sightsee, eat, cosy up with the wood burner, cats and dog, and talk, talk, talk, and Lizzie can have a well-earned mini-break from all her heavy duty DIY.
Tosca will be with her foster-mum Sandra. She is moping already at the sight of the little suitcase. Lesley will stay in this house instead of her own four doors down, to be bullied and tormented by the cats. Flossie will stay at boarding school until Friday morning, when I will collect her to live with us for ever.
Too much excitement! I'm off to lie down in a darkened room now; it's called having an early night. Back soon, with more of those blurry, ill-composed photos in which I specialise!
Posted by rachel at 21:50