All's Well That Ends, Thank God!

It's been a fairly traumatic time since I posted my last blip, saying we were waiting for Jeff sometime after ten... 

Unable to get through to his phone, we eventually went to bed sometime after midnight, with our phones by our beds, and slept fitfully until he phoned a while before sunrise. Neither we nor he, nor the incoherent Spaniards he seemed to be with, were able to work out where he actually was... 

Then several more hours of no communication. Eventually, he rang again, and we worked out he was just across the border by Badajoz, so told him to stay put, we'd come escort him home. After over an hour's drive into Spain, he rings to say he's passing Terena in Portugal... 

No way over the river/lake at that point, so we race home to see this in our street - such relief! On both sides.

Drove up to the Land with him, parked the caravan, gave him lunch (all he'd had since who knows when was coffee), and left him asleep in the sun, while I've walked back to the flat to see if I can get our Christmas letters written, for him to take back...