We are really on the way now.
After 10 days in London in which we sold the van and all our kit, fitted ourselves out with glamrags for the Irish wedding, been to the theatre and Ripley’s Odditarium, enjoyed the Christmas lights in Carnaby Street and made lanterns for the local lantern parade, we are moving again. On rails. We were so very lucky to have Matts cousins house in which to stay. I doubt Ben and Laura will ever truely know how much it has meant to us and how much easier these last days have been because of that space. It was a real gift. And as the luck of the universe would have it, the house was merely a mile from the cousin with whom the girls played when we were first in London. So sleepovers and play dates have been a highlight in the past week.
Everything has been stuffed into cases and packs and yes, that is three pillow pets (the kids pillows from the van that become pets by day) that can be seen in the photo. Don’t ask!
We can’t quite believe it. Matt and I have talked about what coming home will be like, with a mixture of excitement and trepidation. The end. Well, we will see very soon.
We have just boarded the 9.10 train from Euston station to Holyhead in Wales. Thankfully I asked the man at the information booth which platform we would be leaving from 5 minutes before it appeared on the board. We were already walking towards one of only two available carriages when I looked back and saw a wall of people surging along the platform. I felt a grip of fear. “If we don’t get on now – with our suitcases, backpacks and surfboard – we’ll be swamped!” Thankfully a kind man from Virgin Trains recognised our plight and lent us a hand.
So here we sit, English countryside passing as a green blur, each mile taking us closer to home.
Merry Christmas everyone. May the day bring you closer to loved ones and the coming year be full of adventures, big and small.