It feels fabulous to be on the move again after sitting still in Worcester Marina since 1st December. Barry, as you can imagine, is in his element. And I'm getting used to not having the electric hook and being unable to start the heating before we get up in the morning (time to harden up!) … Continue reading On the move again – and planning Barry’s next UK visa application …
Late for his own funeral!
It's a bit of joke amongst those who are notoriously poor timekeepers that they'd even be late for their own funeral. Dad was quite a stickler for punctuality, and I take after him. I'd rather be half an hour early than two minutes late - the feelings the stress response and subsequent adrenaline surge bring … Continue reading Late for his own funeral!