Home Sweet Home

We are back.
Whilst it has been nice to see MOH and chill out playing scrabble, cooking meals on my old cooker and watching TV (anyone else think 007’s Spectre was a load of tosh?), it is good to be home drinking tea out of our own cups, sitting in our own chairs and unwinding before going to sleep in our own bed with our own pillows and bedding.

It has taken us over eight hours to get back, but we did come back a different way to avoid known roadworks just outside Newark and Lincoln, and we also took 2 full half hour breaks to eat plus a couple of shorties to stretch our legs and change drivers.
Total mileage has been 469 miles, 221 of those being the journey back, so this route is actually shorter.
Maggie has been very good , but now has refused point-blank to wee, so we shall have to wait an hour or so before trying her again as her last one was just after 6pm.
The drive has been awful, though this time due to the weather. Apart from 20 minutes or so, it has rained continuously all the way.
Rather than leave early today, we decided to have our dinner first to save looking for somewhere as we did on the way down. That elusive Subway we couldn’t find? It’s been demolished and is now a Premier Inn complex.
So we had roast beef with all the trimmings and set off at 1pm after playing three more games of themed Scrabble. In case anyone is interested, our total points for all games played came to 9942. Yes I know, I’m a sad individual and should get out more.
We got stuck behind HGVs, a couple of tractors and hit roadworks on the A350 reducing traffic to single file, and there were also some holdups on the motorways. We didn’t use any, but there was considerable traffic buildup getting on and off the M4, M40, M69 and M1. At least we didn’t miss any turnings or go off in the wrong direction.
Hubby did quite well with the driving, though we are convinced having proper leisurely breaks helped as we were able to get out of the car, have a walk around and found a rather nice little tea rooms in Moreton in the Marsh. Their coffee and walnut cake was to die for (diet is a four letter word….. C A K E), and we were served tea in a large enamel teapot, so there was enough for two cups each. Yum!

We hit really heavy traffic at Leicester, so stopped for another half hour break getting something to share with Maggie. Bless her, she doesn’t travel well now, but at least she had a good drink and part of our sandwich. She had her breakfast as usual plus titbits from my dinner, so she has had something to eat today. It gave the traffic volume a chance to disperse a little before we continued on our way.

We  pulled into the drive just after 9pm, totally shattered. The house is cosy as we left the heating on miser, so I put the kettle on whilst Hubby unloaded the car, and also tried to get Maggie to perform. That’ll be a No then.
Unloaded, tea drunk and washing sorted out for tomorrow, we tried her again. No, and now she’s curled up on her cushion giving it ZZZZZs.
February photo.

It’s still raining, but we’re too hyped up to retire yet, so we’ll give her another hour, then it’s bed for all of us.

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have recently lost our beloved dog Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney, and now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of my GSD so had hers done too. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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22 Responses to Home Sweet Home

  1. Michael says:

    There’s no place like home is there. Glad you made it back ok. I have a burning question as I feel I’ve missed something along the way. The term MOH what does it stand for? I keep thinking ‘My Other Half’ but that can’t be right, can it?

    • MOH is ‘My Other Husband’. He was married to my best friend who died of breast cancer in 2000, and has kept in touch all these years. He is more than a friend to us, he’s family, and has always been there for us. When we were really down on our luck, he was the only one who stood by us. When we sold the cottage we stayed with him for a while as we had nowhere to go. Then when we bought the boat, Hubby took him up for the survey and he was so chuffed to be included. We gave him a new mattress, my old cooker (it was only 5 years old), and bought him a new washing machine as a ‘thank you’ when his broke down. He wasn’t well a few years ago and when we asked if he wanted us to come down, he said yes. We were there in 2 hours and stayed a week until he was on his feet.
      We’d never make it as a married couple, but he’s a great guy, and we’re glad to have him as a friend.

  2. tidalscribe says:

    It is always good to get home, even if the journeys are fine and the company of the hosts has been good. I was once listening in to a conversation in a cafe, as I always do and one elderly lady said to the other. ‘We went to Australia for six months, it was dreadful, I thought it would never end..’ I knew what she meant, It’s wasn’t Australia’s fault; just being away from home for so long..

    • I went to NZ for 2 months to see my brother. I missed Hubby and the dog but were in contact every day by Skype or text. I had a fabulous time, but I was glad to get home.

  3. tidalscribe says:

    No idea on MSM – second mother, secret man?

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  5. Home again jiggety-jog! (Does anyone still do nursery rhymes I wonder).
    Rest up.
    (As we get older, sometimes we create our own sort of Family with friends. Nice.)

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