We are both doing the Prostate UK March on Sunday 17th June in Bristol. If you have a few spare pennies, please do sponsor one of us.
There is just a small amount of rivraly as to whom will raise the most!
1068-1074 – Wednesday 10th – Wednesday 16th May 2018: A Mini Trip to Scotland
Drive to Scotland. Overnight near Moffat at National Trust Grey Mere’s Tail car park. A little damp so no stars. Scenic walk up the stream to the lake the next day and J watched ospreys in a nest through the ranger’s telescope. Joined the SNT, as cheaper than England and as we will be in the UK for a bit …
We spent the night on the coast west of Edinburgh by Blackness Castle. In the morning, just as I was getting dressed we heard the fish van arrive. A scramble into clothes, hair awry, and fish cakes, trout and sea bass purchased.
We spent 5 nights in a lovely campsite in Roslin, famous for the chapel that features in the the Da Vinci Code. Very good friends Margaret, Shirley and pooches were on the neighbouring CL, so we walked lots and dined with them several times. We also got to meet two sons and wives; lovely to see Chris and Mary who’d we had such frolics with two Christmases ago in Lagos.
Coincidentally my very good friend Kerstin the Kraut (actually she is a Professor Frau Doctor Doctor – you know how the Germans love titles!) flew into Edinburgh on their way to Plockton, so she and her mother came to supper. She is completely mad … I’ve agreed to do a Rhein swim with her in November!!! That makes me mad too. And she is spend 3 weeks this summer cramped up in a boat sailing from the Azores to Norway with strangers and having to work … and she is paying for the privilege!
It was a social time as Meg, from whom we bought the awning popped in too. We had managed to get it up, after some head scratching and a few expletives …. I reckon myself to be an expert tent erector! A founding member of the Girlie Camping Errection Committee! Finally worked our that the side adjacent to the van should be higher!
We stayed an extra night here, as the weather was so good, the site so chilled and quiet and the walking from the site excellent. Each day we managed to do a different off road walk. We’d not explored this area of the Borders before, although I lived in Edinburgh for a 6 months ages ago, but we really liked it.
We found a lay-by just west of Birmingham for our overnight and wandered into the local pub. A real locals pub with old fashioned pub fare. I asked what red was available and was offered a tasting, YUK. So I tried the other red, double YUK. The locals were all on ale. J managed to drink the least offensive of the two, I managed 3 large gins! One of which was Gordon’s summer Pink Gin with strawberry and raspberry … pleasant but more suited to a summers lunchtime. Pink gin to me is with angostura bitters … but I am a publican’s granddaughter!
We nipped into a caravan supplies place just south of Birmingham to purchase some more bits for our new-to-us awning, such as connecting to van bits, a hanging shelving unit, pegs, shorter EHU cable etc. We have certainly spent more on awning equipment than on the actual awning, but we loved the extra space, especially for entertaining. Three of the sides unzip, so we get a breeze but the dogs are contained.
Grey Mere’s Tail overnight car park.
The Grey Mere’s Tail waterfall.
The lake at the top.
Great view of the Forth Bridges.
Oscar wisely getting out of the way. Neither Margaret, Shirley or I attempted this.
One of the walks from the campsite was along the river that had formally been the home of a large gunpowder factory.
Post walk snuggle.
And we hit bluebell time, just lovely.
1075-1098 Thursday 17th May – Saturday 9th June: Sorting Out Stuff
Back at Coxbridge Farm CL and awning up until 3rd June. This site really is our home from home. We chat to people coming to nurture their horses and some of the other regulars. During this time we did a little socialising but mostly sorting … inside all the van cupboards and the Aged P’s attic.
Our pitch at Coxbridge …
… with extra space …
… that the dogs think is their play room!!!
New nick knacks and shoe hanging.
I did a trip overnight to Brighton with Maddy … loaded with cleaning fluids and my rubber gloves. She and Kitty, the flat mate and friend, had a flat inspection. Kitty had a university paper to finish, so Maddy and I set to. Maddy eventually declared that she was not really designed for cleaning, so I set to! We passed with flying colours! By the time I’d paid for a couple of meals, the cleaning stuffs, a belated B’day jacket and was persuaded to buy a new handbag and trousers, it was a rather expensive, as well as tiring weekend.
I headed off solo the following weekend too. For over 30 years we’ve had Girlie Camping weekends. However, Gill doesn’t ‘do’ canvas and all my kit is in store (was offered loans, but feeling soft), so Gill found a stunning barn conversion near Winchester. We raised a glass to Nicky, whose birthday it would have been on the Friday we met. We nattered and hooted. Walk and pub lunch. Ate royally … Greek, Turkish, Persian and good old English for a breaky. Gill introduced me to Negroni … equal parts of Campari, Gin and Sweet Martini … I managed 3! I missed it, but the rather sexy host entertained Gill and Bron, by walking outside wrapped in nothing but a towel, apparently the house shower was broken and there was one in another barn.
Bron, Gill and Al in Winchester.
For both my trips, J stayed at home. One of his daughter’s and partner popped over for a BBQ, but I left him at home with the dogs to walk and more cleaning stuffs!
Medical news. James had had two scans to judge if the prostate cancer had spread … we saw the consultant on the 18th. Really good news … it has spread but is contained to the prostate and the consultant said twice that he was going for a cure. James has been on hormone tablets since and will be on injections as of tomorrow. So far the only side effect has been deep seated fatigue, but we expect more side effects with the injections. We attended a Prostate local superb talk about how hormones can increase fat around organs and reduce muscles … we are already on a mostly Mediterranean diet :), James has upped his running, resistance bands purchased and the 2nd pilates mat out of attic.
We’ve also both had dental check ups, sorted out online repeat prescriptions and the car passed its MOT. The dogs have been to my say-it-how-it-is vet and got a clean bill of health. I even got my first ever GOOD on the state of their teeth!
Just a word of warning for dog owners. The UK mandates that rabies jabs should be every 3 years, the rest of Europe is annually. Whilst in Crete both dogs had bloods sent off to the national laboratory for their Titer Test. Corrie has the requisite antibodies. Oscar did not! His UK rabies jab is valid until 2019, but actually with no antibodies, so I guess he is not protected. This may only affect anyone wanting to take their pets to High Rabies countries.
A little socialising …. James bumped into Caroline and Terry at the running club … later I joined Caroline with two old school friends mums of Maddys, that I used to know quite well … 12 years ago. We trained up to London to see J’s eldest who was in London form Doha for a few days. Whilst walking on the South Bank, two extremely handsome young ladies fell on Corrie … they were Greek and recognised her instantly as a Greek dog. A BBQ with my sister, cooked by her 18 year old son … one of his life skills sorted!
Corrie’s first trip to the old smoke. Oscar had been as far as Ealing before.
Simon. Family resemblance?
We’ve had some issues with Jez. On our return trip from Greece the indicators were flashing fast. On our decent from Scotland they stopped working altogether. We drove to Fiat Southampton … they worked for them so nothing to fix, and fortunately Fiat did not charge us. We took in a National Trust property on the way home and then … the indicators stopped working again! We booked Jez in again. In the meantime, a mechanic on the Farm where we stay called in his auto electrician. £60 diagnosis that the indicator relay was not working …. but not able to fix it! Fiat disagreed with the diagnosis, it was something in the EMU … fixed. Here we go again then …. they stopped 5 mins from home. Fiat wanted the van for up to a week … if it was the computer, and worst case, if it had to come from Italy, it would take a week on the slow boat via China! Mum, Dad …can we stay with you?
We stayed in Eastbourne for two nights to attend a very dear family friend’s funeral on Monday 4th June. Gladys was 95 and ready to go; the lunch after was pleasant with her long term cleaner and two cousins. At 95, and having been unmarried, there were not many friends left. On the Tuesday we dropped the van into Southampton and then moved in with Aged P’s. We’d already emptied the freezer and fridge, plus dropped off car loads of stuff … we weren’t sure how long Fiat would keep Jez. We went to the cinema, I went to RHS Wisley with Mum. Far too much booze with suppers, but we did manage one dry night!
Beautiful sunny Eastbourne afternoon.
The funeral suit came down from the Aged P’s attic … first time in a tie for over 3.5 years. There’s a wedding suit up there too … any takers?
J collected the van on Friday. All sorted – poorly positioned wires under the chasis during Adria build which had eroded and caused short circuiting. Adria agreed to cover the cost instantly … I had thought we may have to pay Fiat for the investigation labour and then move Jez to an Adria service centre.
The broken wires.
So Saturday 9th June saw us back on the road again in Jez. Very happy to be so. It is good to have the comfort of a house, but we kept loosing things as it is too big and far too much to clean!
Kongs all lined up, waiting to be filled with dog food and frozen.