Day 810 Back home

27th October 2019

I had come to the end of my stay with Nicola and Colin.

I was looking forward to getting back home, not that I didn’t enjoy the last week at Barrington, it is always fun and restful. I needed to get back to prepare all my stuff I needed to take to the US.

We had one last walk around the village.

Barrington Court was holding its annual apple collection day for the children. The little darlings run around picking the apples in the orchard that get pressed into juice. A crafty exploitation of child labour by the National Trust. Personally I think it’s a great idea, and society could expand it into street cleaning and litter picking. Most might complain that they can’t do the work one handed ( they need the other for their mobile phones) but it will get them out into the fresh air, and they might have to talk to someone.

After the walk, I headed back to Bradford on Avon.

Whenever I’m back at the cottage I feel like a guest, I look around as if it is the first time I been there. I check to see if anything has been moved, and I check the comments book to see what’s been written.

The glowing words continue, so it’s all been worth it.

I start my cleaning starting in the bathroom, then the work surfaces in the kitchen, then I stop for a cup of tea.

I check my emails to see if anything about my visa has appeared, but no, it’s wishful thinking that it could happen on a Sunday.

I placed the new log basket by the side of the fire place, and then started the washing machine.

I stripped off the bedding and piled it next to the washing machine ready for the next wash.

I lifted the lid of the waste bin to empty it, I noticed that the tin that I kept my ground coffee was inside.

Obviously, the guests had found it and used it all.

Normally the things stored in the cupboard are out of bounds, because Louise has jars of tea and instant coffee set out on the worktop.

Thank god they didn’t find my last tin of baked beans.