Nice to be back, but I will warn you this is not a particularly jolly post so feel free to skip it. I won't hold it against you.
We had the most wonderful holiday ( okay so this is bit is jolly) . A leisurely week , riding round the Scottish Highlands on train after train...... We went on a super steam train, fancied ourselves as Julie Walters lookalikes as we followed in her footsteps to Mallaig and over the Glenfinnan viaduct ( as seen in the Harry Potter films) on another day. Visited Skye, Edinburgh, Inverness, went up Aviemore on a funicular railway. There was snow up there and skiers were doing their thing all around.
We stayed in a nice hotel, his Lordship drank a few drams of Whisky. Great company. I was good girl all week ( ish)
And then we came home.........
We were held up at the airport, should have been a warning , as we sat on the tarmac for two hours before we took off, you would think it would have clued me in that life was about to ski downhill faster than those Scottish skiers!
Now this bit isn't funny but oh my goodness I have had trouble keeping my mirth hidden.
After hours of delays at both airports, and a taking a wrong turn at the exit my darling husband got a speeding ticket , lol lol.
It came through the post a week or so later, I have had some fun with it I can tell you. Threatened him with a you know what!!! He was a fair way over the limit and has had to pay a fine , giggling.....
I do know that I shouldn't laugh but oh can you imagine what would have happened of it was me?
Anyway, on to the sadness. The day we came home my lovely father in law took a turn for the worse. We then spent much of the week sitting beside him. I spent one night just him and I, chatting on to him. I so hope it gave him comfort. He was 92 and suffered from Dementia and while I know it was a happy release for him I still feel so sad. Funnily enough I am struggling with silly things. I visit the home three or four times a week, on arrival I have to sign in and write who I am visiting. I find it hard to not write his name as well as mil. Daft but true......
The hardest part was telling my sweet mother in law that his time was near. She bravely sat with him during that last day, bless her and we were with him when he passed away.
Night Dad. miss you lots.x
With little input from my husband's brother and sister the decisions are mostly ours and I will not crack just yet!
Life has been a tad on the stressful side.
I know what I really really need.
Alas with grandbaby arriving tonight there is only a tiny window to fit that in and as I am wasting time writing this post I may just have to wait
So I am wondering whether this will do .........
or whether if I get myself in this position in double quick time
He will de-stress me in the usual fashion for ttwders
Chop chop my Sir, times ticking!
Have a good week everyone