15th March 2026
It was back on the road heading down to Neacroft in the new forest to spend time with my grandchildren Ethan and George.
There seemed to be a lot on the road, especially cars heading for Longleat. The roundabout close to the entrance was snarled up, whether it was because of Mother’s Day could have been the reason.
There was also the fair share of roadworks to annoy everyone.
I had fun with the boys, there is never a lot of time, and I’m concerned that I am a stranger that turns up for a few hours at a time. I know that was my choice, and it’s difficult to maintain a balance. I miss seeing them growing up in the way you see your own children, the small changes, I see big jumps, that’s wonderful in itself, but part of me is sad.
The drive back had its moments, the brightness of the LED headlights are piercing either from the front or the back, there is no escape.
There is also no apparent “dipping” it just changes from effin’ bright to bright.