Disappearing

I hadn’t slept well with my chesty cough. We made a decision at 5am to set off home as soon as we were ready. We left Charlotte and James a note and I did feel bad about not physically saying goodbye.
A 6am start proved excellent from a traffic point of view. I somehow managed to drive the first 200 miles. I’d have stopped sooner but Tom was sleeping and the torrential rain would have given us a good soaking at the services. The M6 in Lancashire was one big puddle, I managed not to aqua plane.

We collected Angus from the cattery and unpacked. I went to bed and Tom did a bit of essential food shopping.

I enjoy my road trips and visits but it’s always good to get back in my own bed.

I’m on steroids and antibiotics for my bronchitis.