I
was still packing this morning, still not accepting this adventure
was here. It is now I am on it.
What
a day, we were dropped off at Piccadilly station by Jackie, my wife,
going to miss her very much, we should be here together.
Mandy
had loads of bags, as usual she caters for every occasion
A
great trip down to Euston from Piccadilly, it was fast and smooth
thanks to the Virgin Pendolino train. The next part of the journey we
had to get from Euston to Gerard’s Cross, you would think that it
would be easy but trying to find bus stop G in what is a strange
town, too many people and too much traffic. Any way a bus and another
train took us there and Clive was meeting us.
We
met Clive at the station as arranged, a welcome sight after
travelling all afternoon and he took us all to his house to meet
everyone, through the lanes of Chalfont St Peter in the Gold Hill
mini bus.. Funny but it did seem to be hotter “down south”, us
northerners could take off our big coats.
It
was great for Clive and Ruth to open their house to everyone, putting
names to faces, there were that many I was sure I wouldn't remember
everyone's name but everyone was so nice.
After
eating and getting some last minute instructions about travel in the
early hours we were given rooms to sleep in, Beth and I thank Emma
(Ruth and Clive’s daughter) for the use of her room, it was very
comfy.
We
are ready for some sleep now, we will be up at 3am leave at 3.30am,
We thank God for a safe journey, everyone was here except for
Abbie(?) who was supposed to be joining from Germany.
GOOD
NIGHT!! - Shattered
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