Jul 20, 2010

Back to S11


We moved into the flat without any fuss. A roast dinner and a kip started us on the road to de-jet-lag; I really dislike waking up at 5am thinking its breakfast time!

Enterprise car rental was as efficient as ever and we were on our way to Sleaford by lunch time Saturday. A couple of pints of good English ale while bro and I sat in the late afternoon sunshine at the local pub and we solved the problems of the world put me onto the road of recovery.


We had a really excellent w/e with sis and bro; too much food and loads of laughs. It felt as if we'd not been back to Oz for the past 8 months - that always surprises me. Sunday morning was taken up with fixing a computer; people WILL fiddle and press the wrong buttons ... I have to report that bro has probably infected me with a curiosity about golf ... where do I find the antidote?


Loading the car with our "things" we had a safe and pleasant trip back to the pad; except for a three roundabout intersection at Newark which bedevils even the locals! Yes, we went round the whole messy thing twice! It's the roads signs; they are hopeless! 

It took little time to unpack and poke "things" into their new resting places - finding them when we want them will prove, as always, to be a bit of a lottery until we get used to their hiding places. "Where's the ......?" "Don't ask me you stowed it away!

After shopping for the "odds-and-ends" that are always missing it was a delight to sit down to dinner and look out of the huge windows at Sheffield in the late evening sunshine. Very Lowry with a tough of Dr Who.