The sad day had come when the last of my daughters was to leave home (again). I don’t know about anyone else but I LOVED lockdown, especially the start when we were all trapped at our house. But then Vickys evil employer forced her back to Devizes at a moments notice and she took Alex too. I was bereft. Still, kathy stayed. Until now. Thank god I have Chris locked in the attic.
The morning was spent packing and tidying up a bit, I even got Chris with a brush in his hand. That’s the thing I hate about a holiday cottage, you feel you have to leave it in some semblances of cleanliness. Whereas with a hotel room you can just leave it trashed. Jane had said we should be out by eleven, which was a very civilised time. In actual fact we were ready about five to (I know!!). We hugged and cried before waving each other off. Chris and Misty were on their way to Aunty Susan’s as someone had forgotten the presents and he had to Deliver them. Vicky and Alex were going back to Devizes before Alex returned to his Bristol flat on Sunday, the last of the Quarantine Six to return home. Vicky was obviously worried about her car and had checked the water several times that morning alone. Jason’s telling off had had a dramatic effect on her. And we were going to Whiteley.
The sat nav took us cross country due to traffic and we found a lovely country pub for some lunch.
It wasn’t long before we were driving through the roadworks on the M27 (we worked out they had been there for more than two years with no discernible progress, and pulling up to her Whiteley home. Ida was waiting for Kathy for a tearful reunion. Then Ian and Kath went out to try and Stuart little red. No Dice. So we finished the holiday as we started it, with a call to the AA. Up to two hours wait, so Ian and I scootled off to The New Place, our hotel for the night. After checking in we took our included bottle of Prosecco on to the terrace and did a bit of people watching.
That done we went back to the room to watch the second half of Arsenal winning the FA cup before having a lovely meal.
Then Ian romantically showed me some bats before we turned on the fan (hot room no air con) and retired for the last night of our hols. Funnily enough, we both missed Misty snorttling around the room.
TOILET WATCH
Well the bathroom in the hotel is adequate. Clean. As you would expect. 8/10
STARWATCH
No stars but lots of bats. 7/10
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