We just returned from our holiday in the UK. Actually, we've been back since Monday afternoon - but I've been too jet lagged to blog about it.
Now that my body is back to relative normality (i.e. waking up at 4am and then falling asleep just before the alarm goes off at 7.15am) I can say - hi! It's great to be home again!
I'll follow up in later posts with photos and more details, but it was great and worth being in the air for about 26 hours (plus about 5 hours in transit in total) each way.
I did miss our bed (which is probably not surprising as the boy and I
are no longer young), and some things were just outrageously expensive
(15 quid for 2 burgers, 2 fries and 2 drinks at a Burger King off the
motorway!!). But I guess the biggest downside was that we didn't have
enough time there. We didn't get to visit White Horse Hill, for example,
even though it was not far from from where we were staying near
However - the boy's family were wonderful, TLM loved meeting her cousins, aunts, uncles and grandparents.
I also got to experience a part of the UK quite unlike that which most Kiwis get to know (i.e. London and surrounds), a place which I think I'd enjoy living in (if we could afford to live there).
And - last but not least - I was able to buy trousers that actually fit me.