Right now, I'm looking out the window and I can see birds flying in their V formation.

Hello world, I'm at the Rickards. Very nice people. I always enjoy a few days of, doing.. mmm... something totally different from what I usually do. So I experienced a few new things today.

A day at the Rickards.

I woke up, had breakfast, and had a little tour around the farm with Brett, Liz and Tara. I can only remember pumpkins, onions, broccoli, strawberries, raspberries, cabbage, carrots, corn, tomatoes, peppers, chillies... many different flowers.. apple trees, pear trees.. There's a whole lot more.

Went to the cottage a hundred meters away where Liz's brother lives, and looked around a bit. Then William, Tara's cousin, came with us to the car boot sale. Sunday car boot sale. And the highlight for the kids was the ice cream before we left. Love it when they eat ice cream and seriously get it all over their mouths and noses.

William is 2 and a half, but as tall as, and heavier than Tara who's 3 and a bit. We came back, had lunch and lazed around a bit. Played hide-siobhan-under-the-blanket-and-cushions-and-pretend-you-don't-know-she's-there-then-seek-her-somewhere-else with Tara.

We walked to the church where Brett and Liz got married, and then to the canal and saw 2 canal boats. Cool things. Then we rode in the big lorry with Grandpa Walter to deliver some stuff to a garden center. Brett says these lorries are hard things to drive. On the way back, they stopped somewhere to do a job.. so Tara and I were in the truck. And we had a 15 minute conversation. The longest conversation we've had.

Just had a bath and dinner. What a simple life. Just when I needed it.

The hand.

On the last day in Weymouth, I injured my hand, finger.. I dunno. Something. I was trying to pull the powerboat up the trailer, but something happened and the handle spun around with such force it hit my hand and fingers somehow. The next thing I knew, I was sitting on the ground and staring at my hand. My middle finger looked like it was broken cos it was in a weird angle. I tried to find the medics but couldn't. So got some ice and iced it. Only after a while did I start feeling the pain. Oh my goodness.

Thought the finger gg.. but i think it was just bruised cos now it doesn't feel too bad, just can't bend it too well. Yesterday, my palm turned purplelish. I think it'll be ok in 2-3 days.

I'm coming home soon.

1 comments:

dot said...

I slept like ... 2 hours? on the plane. Baby crying.

And now I have to be up the rest of the day.

Good luck to you when you arrive man.