Tom and I managed our little journey together without any arguments - though I DID have to go against his suggestions at the end of the trip because (like last time I was here) he decided he wanted me to go to another Church Street reasonably close by, but by then I had started recognising the landmarks.
He wasn't particularly helpful when I got into Cirencester either - but thank goodness for mobile phones and everything got sorted very quickly. Had a lovely time with the family and made plans for visiting Gabriel next week AND leaving for France about a week after that. Their house is very nice and they have got it looking good. Much smaller than the 5 bedroom + study vicarage they had in Heighington, but ideal for them now that the family is no longer (permanently) living there. The three toddlers got used to me much more quickly than I had anticipated, and 12 week old Henry hardly made his presence felt at all.
I then moved on for Wales and an hour and a quarter later was being right royally welcomed there. It is always as if I've never been away. They hadn't heard that England had decided to play in a black strip for the World Cup (where had they been???!!!). In fairness the Welsh still consider themselves as their own entity, and refuse to be linked to the English at all, so they were fairly scathing about the whole matter - even though Ceri (my cousin) still doesn't entirely believe me!
It was sad to leave Reading and the family there. They've been so supportive and caring and I've really managed to relax and unwind with them. I think it will be much the same here.
It's a much slower broadband connection over here, so I won't even attempt to load any photos here (even if I COULD!)
Surprisingly - they are anticipating rain tomorrow!
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