UK Sep 25 – Day 6 – letting the kids be kids

We made a conscious decision to stay with JL for the duration of this trip, rather than filling our days with touristy trips. After all, we’re here for a recuperative visit with family, not a traditional holiday. It’s been a joy to see Joey looking very relaxed,...

UK Sep 25 – Day 5 – visiting Dad

I woke this morning with my earbuds still attached to my ear. That isn’t especially unusual. I often fall asleep while doomscrolling and can’t be bothered to put them away. The inflatable bed creaks a little when I’m reaching for the nightstand, which typically jolts...
UK Sep 25 – Day 4 – a traditional British seafront

UK Sep 25 – Day 4 – a traditional British seafront

The last time I was here in the UK, I spent a small fortune on a range of new pyjamas for Joey. Despite this, Sandy felt there was still scope to get Joey more pyjamas, so she insisted we make a nearby Asda our first stop this morning. Asda’s George section has...
UK Sep 24 – Day 3 – chess, chats and 3D prints

UK Sep 24 – Day 3 – chess, chats and 3D prints

I had another good night’s sleep. Surprisingly, the inflatable bed has held its pressure so far. Whenever I’ve slept on an inflatable surface before, I invariably woke up on the hard ground after it slowly deflated overnight. This inflatable mattress is clearly better...

UK Sep 23 – Day 2 – the social explosion

Sandy and I were both quite knackered by the time we all went to bed last night—so much so that I forgot to write day two’s blog entry. That’s not unusual, as I sometimes write up the blog in the morning, but I normally write up the day’s events as a reminder for...