We had a cooked breakfast this morning before wandering into town to see what Market Day was all about. It turned out to be not about very much really with a stall selling cheese, another selling imported clothing from Nepal, one selling cakes and a second hand bookstall that had loads of ladybird books marked as ‘rare’ on sale for between £5 and £7!
We went to the post office, partially as we’d not been in there before, partially to get some cash out as we had none and partially to shelter from the rain that had just started and was coming down fairly heavily! It’s been very ‘April’ today with lots of bursts of sunshine and showers, fairly cold and quite windy. Then we walked along to see where the recycling point was the next door neighbour had told me about and walked on across some fields to a lake with some sygnets, goslings and coot chicks. We got quite extensively rained on there too and took cover under a tree until it was safe to walk on.
We finished the circuitous route the neighbour had told me about just in time before another shower and as it was cold and nasty outside we decided a movie and popcorn was in order :). Ady spent some time fiddling with his tablet and the kids and I watched a couple of episodes of Sorry I’ve got no head on iplayer. I think Ady felt guilty afterwards as Davies had been asking for some time with him today and he realised he’d run out of time which was a shame. Computers definitely eat into your day and the kids have seen far too much of me from behind a screen but I think I am better / more practised at remaining at least semi engaged and putting it down often enough to spend time on other stuff.
Davies said to me earlier today ‘I’m glad I’m me’ and expanded on that to say he was really happy being who he is and that he really loves his life. Even if that was only a fleeting feeling (and I really hope it wasn’t) it was still lovely to hear. So fab that he is happy with himself and who he is rather than wishing to be someone else and so great that he is loving his life; both in realising how happy he is to be doing what we’re doing and that we have got the gamble right so far in setting off on our adventure.
Later this afternoon we did some tidying up and packing stuff into the van ready to leave tomorrow so there is slightly less to do in the morning – not for us the luxury of stuffing things in the car to unpack and sort out the other end ;). Then in a gap in the rain we walked down to the recycling point with some glass, cardboard and tin recycling that had failed to be collected today (not sure why) and a couple of pairs of jeans that Tarly had outgrown and wanted to put in the clothesbank (think the only smaller girls we’ll be seeing this weekend are not jeans wearing types) and then got fish and chips on the way back to eat out of the paper.
Scarlett said that fish and chips seems to be our standard ‘last night meal’ and we remembered that we’d had fish and chips on our last night in the house and our last night staying with Mum & Dad before we left. We agreed that felt like such a long, long time ago now.
After dinner we rang my Dad and the kids and I all had long chats with him. He said he and my Mum had been saying they didn’t think we’d ever come back to live in our house and I agreed we probably wouldn’t. We talked for a bit about what our longer term plans might be and tossed some ideas about. They are hoping to come up and see us while we’re in Wales so hopefully we can talk at greater length about stuff then. I think it will be much easier face to face rather than on the phone. Jill rang while we were chatting but she didn’t leave a message. I was all talked out so didn’t ring her back, I presume she just rang for a chat rather than anything more interesting.
Our hosts for next week have not yet confirmed with us which I am slightly twitchy about as we are meant to be arriving there on Tuesday. I have emailed and rung and left a message so have fingers firmly crossed they contact me tomorrow one way or another. I have confirmation from the next hosts so am at least not stressing about that.
Really looking forward to seeing you all and chatting about your plans too 🙂
Comment by Kirsty — 27 May 2011 @ 7:43 am
Gosh, that’s quite a big deal- thinking you probably won’t be going back to live in your house!
Comment by Heather — 03 June 2011 @ 11:40 am