Good afternoon Bloggets. It’s absolutely freezing here. I have cranked the heating up and the fire is also helping to warm the house. Just been out and my bones are frosty. Teen has gone on a small hike of four miles today with Shamrock. It’s an hour’s drive away in his words. Along some beautiful cliffs. Oh, great Son, it’s icy?
Our dogs are shattered after a long walk too, so now just need to cook some warming food and cosy down for the night.
Yesterday our journey by train to visit our friends started really a couple of weeks ago, when Hub went on a business trip and he bought our tickets for yesterday and only thanks to a colleague who reminded Hub of the times of our trains did she tell him that the tickets were in fact for a week ago,
Oh, heck, stress. Now what? Hub was chilled and on our arrival to the station, after an interesting journey into our town, he left me and Wagga to go to the ticket office. I waited in a line to sort out our assistance to get onto the train and Hub came back some minutes later to tell me it was the same lady who sold him the tickets a couple of weeks ago,. Oddly she even remembered he was travelling to Birmingham at the time. She also said that she remembers selling him the tickets and only when he left, she realised she had made a mistake. So thankfully that was OK she just wrote something on the back of the original tickets and on our way, we went.
We got in the first lift and the speaker that announces in the lift what floor you are on was broken and was stuck on one word that it couldn’t even finish, so it was a constant wrapping sound of Platfoplatfoplatfo
Most annoying, smile.
A fifteen minute wait in the waiting room and on our train which was empty apart from some American students who talked all the journey about President Trump. Our tickets weren’t checked on the way there, but on the way back they were. Now this was funny. We handed over the tickets, wrong date, also we got on an earlier train, because when we arrived at the station, the staff suggested we just got on the London train because it was in and empty. We explained we only had tickets suitable for one kind of train and they said it didn’t matter, we could just explain to the guard on the train when they checked out our tickets
Well, the guard looked at our tickets, with a totally different train company written on and different date, and stamped them handed them back saying nothing. Hahaha. Why did we even buy a ticket? It was really funny but because I knew not by our fault, it was all very wrong, I felt such guilt.
Our Dear Hanz met us, and took us back to the station after spending time with JB, Tracey, Trix, Sarah and our, Like!
Back home Teen in and we had our dinner. I had made it the day before so it just needed heating up. Our dogs were fantastic. Even little Waggs. In fact, I would go as far as to say, she was perfect. Apart from Sarah and Hanz who are sighted, there were a load of guide dogs. LF, Waggatail and all the other guide dogs belonging to Like, Tracey, Trix and JB. Bless them all, so well behaved. Gosh that is when you know you have a guide dog. If they were pets, they would be running around, crying or being generally well, like dogs. But they lay down so well behaved and only got up to go to the toilet, again, they even do that when we think they are ready, so very well behaved. I wonder if they lay there looking at each other giving each other eye contact? I wonder if they talk to each other through their minds or eye contacts? If so, what on earth do they say? Needless to say, when we got them home, my goodness they went crazy in our garden running around and in the house, they played with their toys, but after their dinner, both went to bed shattered. Remember they worked and it can take a lot out on the dogs to do this, guiding us and just having to be good. So, treats later and a well done pat and hug. And that was just our friends. Hahahhaahaha.
Joking…
Only one of our friends.
If someone had said when I was six when I met most of the group from yesterday, when you are in your forties, you will be married to one of these people and the rest you will be good friends with, would I have believed it and what would I have thought?
You never know what is around the corner. X
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