The last two days in Cornwall were glorious, birth mother and I together with the two dogs, self isolated on the beach in the sunshine marvelling at the beauty of our island and paddling in the Atlantic, Poppy the cockerpoo turned out to be a very good swimmer, Sunny looked on disdainfully.<\/p>\n
We had assumed that we would wait for the Blonde Bombshell to get home from Australia, a complicated and tiring journey which changed by the hour, \u00a0wait a few days to make sure all was well and then meander our way home. \u00a0 That all changed following the news that we were to stay indoors.<\/p>\n
We made the decision to go home as soon as we knew they were on the M4, abandoning BB’s mother for at least four hours. \u00a0 I had planned to go shopping and cook them dinner so they had everything they needed but we really didn’t know whether the roads would be closed as in Italy and France.<\/p>\n
We are home now, not my own home but that doesn’t matter. \u00a0We have food and loo paper which makes us very lucky, I even managed to bring home frozen pasties from our favourite shop!<\/p>\n
The sky is looking fantastic without the aeroplane trails, we are under a flight path so it’s really noticeable, people living near airports must be feeling very peaceful. \u00a0I haven’t heard a train today and the roads are really quiet.<\/p>\n
I’m missing R, he’s going to be in Corfu for the foreseeable future, only allowed to leave the house with written permission from the government, even if it’s just for a walk. \u00a0These are indeed extraordinary times.<\/p>\n
I really love how creative people are being at the moment to make sure they can stay in touch. \u00a0We are having a virtual pub quiz tonight with our family which means we can’t choose our team, Sunny’s in mine and he’s not very bright.<\/p>\n
I think I’ll clean Vanley today as the sun is out, there is at least a kilo of sand on the floor. \u00a0I’m more than slightly concerned about my need for a leg wax.<\/p>\n
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The last two days in Cornwall were glorious, birth mother and I together with the two dogs, self isolated on the beach in the sunshine marvelling at the beauty of our island and paddling in the Atlantic, Poppy the cockerpoo turned out to be a very good swimmer, Sunny looked on disdainfully. We had assumed … <\/p>\n