Whistle-stop tour of the UK over the last couple of week. I went from Dover to Glasgow in one fell swoop. Saw my lovely little cousin for a couple of days and spent far too much money on her, but she’s the closest I have to a little sister or a daughter and she’s worth every penny!
I then headed even further north to pick Elly up. She lives in some far-flung place called Campbelltown near the Mull of Kintyre (old hippies may have heard of this courtesy of Paul McCartney’s old band. The one that’s not the Beatles). From there, we visited Gloucester and London, then the NEC as I drove round with work. Basically, she needed a break and to see something other than fog, sea and sheep.
It’s currently 3pm-ish on Sunday and I’ll be heading off to Glasgow again in a couple of hours. Another job to do and an Elly to return home. Then Lincolnshire. And Wales the week after next *sigh*
Aside from that, I left a bag at my hotel in London. D’oh! Staff are kindly sending it up to me, but this does mean having to fork out for the postage. Just some things I bought when I was down there.
Anyway, short but sweet entry. I had other stuff to whinge about but will leave it till I have more time!
