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Saturday, June 05, 2010


This morning we loaded the car with quantities of baggage, plus my antipodean daughter, HHnB and her husband to travel to Heathrow airport. This was at the relatively civilised hour of 7.00am - 5 weeks ago we had to leave for Heathrow at 3.00am to pick them up at 500.am when they arrived from Oz - hot, tired, dishevelled and jet lagged. (Most of which applied to us too!).

It was wonderful to see them again and they had a super holiday here. As you may see below, I kept my promises. The bluebells were right on schedule and a perfect June morning allowed me to give my daughter the (60 mile) motorcycle ride she had asked for. (With a stop for coffee and dark chocolate and ginger fridge cake at a seashore hostlery).

The house seemed very empty when we returned from Heathrow, but Rex made it pretty obvious that he was glad to see us.

Until the next time, my dears.


Kay McKenzie Cooke said...

Awww ... that is so sweet. And those bluebells - perfection! You couldn't have arranged it better. Well done you.

Kate said...

Oh, my gosh those bluebells are just spectacular! Sounds like you had a wonderful visit.

herhimnbryn said...

What larks, Pip. What larks!

Barrett Bonden said...

Despite the bluebells I see HHB is still wearing the red fleece she wore queueing for patisserie in Paris. I take it the Garden of England was less than idyllic. But then she may have been in preparation for the bike ride. The one advantage about riding pillion is you don't have to risk digital hypothermia hanging on to the handlebars.

Avus said...

Welcome back! Yes, early June was still somewhat chilly and HHnB brought with her a super head cold, picked up through the plane's aircon, no doubt. She very generously gave us a share in it, too.

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