Well it's Monday again and I'm back from Ashurst Wood! My journey to Claire's house didn't go according to plan and I had to be rescued by her husband David!
The first bus from here was fine, the second bus took me to Biggin Hill (they have air shows from there) but I went past the stop I should have got off and it turned off the main road and went down a REALLY steep hill. I asked a local person how often the buses were that went back up the hill and she said every half an hour and I'd just missed it! So I took the long walk back up the hill, all the time telling myself it was good exercise! I realise how unfit I am as I had to keep stopping to get my breath back! I finally made it to the top, found the right bus stop and saw that I had to wait another half an hour, the buses are only two an hour and...you've guessed it, I'd just missed it again! In between all the walking and waiting I was speaking to Claire on the phone and she kept offering to come and get me but I was determined to make it on my own!
I finally got to Westerham which is near to where Winston Churchill's house is and after trying to find the right bus stop for my final bus ride I realised that I'd just missed that one as well! I phoned the Travel-line and was told that there was only three of those buses a day to East Grinstead and the next one wasn't until 5.30, that was when I phoned Claire to let her know and she got David to come and pick me up. Well my intentions were good but I'll think twice before attempting it again. If I hadn't had to walk up that steep hill I'd have got the final bus of course so it was my own fault because I'd missed the stop.
I was really sorry that I wasn't in time to go with Claire to meet the twins from school although I was at their house for about five minutes when they arrived home, they were so surprised to see me in the lounge when they walked in! We caught up with all their news and they showed me various certificates that they'd got from school and Grace from her dance class. I took some Easter card making kits for them and they made some while I was there, the ones for their mum and dad had to be kept hidden of course! Apart from the journey there, it was a lovely weekend, Peter came yesterday and we had dinner with Claire before driving home.
This week I have to get ready for our trip to France, we leave at 3.30am this Friday, it takes us about an hour to drive to Dover and we get the ferry at 5am. As the new kitchen flooring will be laid the day after we get home, we have to move everything out of the kitchen into the dining room by Thursday. Today I'm going to take as much as I can upstairs to one of the spare bedrooms, you don't realise how much you have until something like this happens!
Hope you all have a good day!