Tomorrow I am off to Kent with the children. We are spending the week with my lovely friends Keith and Noreen, who have very kindly adopted me into the bosom of their family when my own family bosom is otherwise engaged.
I was supposed to be driving down on Friday, but I had totally forgotten that this weekend is a bank holiday. And I have never done a journey of more than an hour and a half before as a driver. And, and, I have to negotiate the M25. To say I was tredipidatious would be an understatement.
I was however very brave and I only blinched (Piglet phrase) a bit when the upcoming trip was mentioned.
Jason, who despite his penchant for packing things and then unpacking things and storing things and then unstoring things, is a bloody nice bloke, had noticed.
Today he rang me from work to say that he was working a half day tomorrow so that he could drive me down to Kent and save me the stress of a marathon journey with just the children to help me. He is not coming all the way, but we are going as far as Sevenoaks, where he will catch a train back to Glenfield and I will go on with the children to a very lovely looking hotel that he has booked us into.
On Friday morning after breakfast we can do the last fifty miles at a leisurely granny pace and meet Keith and Noreen for lunch in Rye, where we will be staying.
Did I mention how much I love my husband?
It is our wedding anniversary next weekend. This is his present to me. I am touched beyond belief.
To put this into perspective, if I were to try to come up with an equally meaningful gift for him I would probably have to give him one of my kidneys.
Oooh Rye is lovely, you lucky people! You will really enjoy it there. Three cheers for Keith and Noreen
Sharon
Three cheers indeed.
I’ve always wanted to go to Rye ever since I discovered that my favouritest telly programme in the entire Milky Way – ‘Map and Lucia’ – was filmed there. Lucky you! And also for having a husband who cares about your anniversary enough to do this. I’m not going to mention mine but it was only through gritting my teeth that I managed not to stab him and pack my bags. Have a very lovely time indeed and don’t be frightened of the M25 – I find motorways much easier to drive on than local roads.
Mrs Jones
I love that series too. I had it on video for years and now I’ve just ordered it again on DVD. The books are also a total delight. Au Reservoir!