After a busy week with all work and no play I have managed at long last to visit my sis Fran and hubby Chris and catch up on a long long stint of unnecessary void in communication. I left Chelmsford at 7.45/was intending to leave at 6 but thats pretty much about as good with time as I will ever be. Arrived at Outwell around 9.15,which may I explain this journey should take a couple of hours if you do not drive at 120mph on a death wish a third of the way. Outwell is rural Norfolk village. It is quaint and quirky with a canal which runs through the centre.Lovely stuff.Plenty of nothing to do for the material minded erk..so didnt see nor hear sound of any...chatted with Fran till the wee small hours of the morning..and after falling asleep at 3.30 a.m the howling of 4 resident dogs wanting their morning walkies was an interesting alarm clock I was not sure I actually wanted . After a pretty frank "no thanks I would definately like to stay in bed for a couple more hours " to Fran who appeared in wellies etc like Mr.ben coming out of a cupboard at the foot of my bed raring to go...I lay contemplatively foggy eyed thinking I am not gonna get back to sleep now ...so miraculously found myself willingly joining the pack for a 2 hr walk around fields and trek. Definitely not something I would normally volunteer without a reason like having an early flight to catch..would then need a large double dose of caffeine and would usually have just stayed up all night. This all sounds rather dramatic,but I am serious .Sundays are not for heavy activity in my mind and yay I loved the blast of fresh air that dusted of the cobwebs and would highly recommend just getting a good nights kip before hand if your going to do such a thing.I am amazed Fran does this religiously every day. So all in all a really nice day with a juicy carvery and an iccle shandy...putting the world to rights we will be doing that again soon I hope. Now I have to visit me bro and somehow I dont feel he will be the type to be the early bird that catches the worm kinda fella. Hopefully this week I will find out a move date. This blog could get a bit demented and abusive as my head explodes if not. Have a new bunny I bought on a whim saturday called Punky.And yes I take blame for the name .He looks like a punk..and when I get his piercing done and the graffiti on the hutch it will be more fitting with the look. keep cool all xx Current Mood: accomplished
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