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So we are home! I was too tired to blog yesterday by the time we had got home and unpacked everything, so am catching up now.
Getting up on the last morning is always a bit fraught, as you have to juggle getting breakfast over and done with and beginning to pack up. I wanted to get as packed up as possible so that the Swan Whisperer would have free reign in the bedroom area once we were on the Shuttle, or in the waiting area. Nevertheless, we were away shortly after 09:00, and delighted to be booked on to a shuttle an hour early. We were not really kept in the holding pens for very long, and were back in the UK by 10:00 am, arriving at No 6 shortly after noon.
At which point we discovered that one of our folding crates was missing - we usually bring two crates which are filled with things like the coffee grinder, tins of sweetcorn, jams, herbs & spices, and so on. We looked everywhere - the Swan Whisperer practically got everything out of the boot of the WoMo; we checked in the back of the car; we checked in the garage of no 6. Nowhere. And it wasn't until I was telling Mum about our misadventures with the laundry that I realised - it must have been left in the laundry room at the campsite! Sure enough, the SW hadn't realised it was ours, and had transferred the damp washing in the carrier bags it had been in when it was dirty laundry! And I hadn't known that.... oh well. What a nuisance. We do have a spare one, but I think it's not very reliable. I'll get another if Lidl sells them again before we next go away, or I'm sure Amazon will oblige if not. Looking at the prices on Amazon, I hope Lidl will be stocking them again soon!
After lunch - cold trout, new potatoes and salad, followed by strawberries and cream and lemon drizzle cake - the SW finished sorting out the WoMo to his satisfaction, and also sorting out a kitchen drawer in the kitchen of no 6, which had demised, and we were ready to leave about 15:15. For the next few weeks, if we go to Sussex, we will go the old way via the A3 and A24, as the A217 (or is it A216) is very badly blocked with road-works, and I think Streatham Hill is going to be, too. So we'll try to avoid them.
However, we got home at last and unpacked, and of course I can't find my travel pill-box! Didn't really matter, as I do have spare Metformin (the only thing I have to take at night), but a bore, nevertheless. I have ordered a new pillbox, and what do you bet I find the old one as soon as it arrives?
And now home for the foreseeable future - can't make too many plans (although I do have some ideas!) as I have to have an operation on my eye in two weeks, and it so depends on follow-up appointments, convalescence and if/when I can get the cataract on my other eye removed.... So no plans as yet.
I meant to take a photo of my mother's geraniums, but forgot, so here is one of my favourite photos from the holiday:
A dolphin leaping over Maurach!!!
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