So, my last day in the UK for now and this morning was a day of packing bags and boxes into the car. This past week I have had both my brother and sister-in-law joking that there is still plenty of time to get a tow-bar fitted and to have a trailer. Hummmmmm….I found that I almost wished I had taken their advice cos it was nothing short of a miracle that I actually got the stuff into the car. Fortunately Maggie can manage to sit/sleep on two of the rear seats as I have had to fold down one of them.

The usual walks around the village gave me a chance to say au revoir to the two horses in the field that I have been passing by almost every day for the last 3 weeks. Initially they were rather hesitant but they soon warmed to me after getting a small treat every day….one of Maggie’s tiny dog biscuits.

The village of Mears Ashby is a mix of old cottages and modern houses. There are some mediaeval houses that have been much altered in the 17th century, a grand hall from 1637, and a manor house. The church of All Saints has its origins in the 12th century.

The day ended perfectly with a very tasty and enjoyable meal at an Indian restaurant in the next village. It was really great to be all together as family, to have a good laugh, share stories and savour the meal.

Next stop France, but not until I’ve had a good night’s sleep. Until the next time.

A bientot!