Well that was an interesting weekend. After drying out from all the excitement of Thursday, I decided to surprise hubby this weekend, and instead of him turning up here unannounced I would sneak up to Liverpool for the weekend. I rang him first thing Saturday morning to make sure he wasn't coming back, then dropped the girls off at my sisters. Off I went with a SatNav and phone on loan from my sister's boyfriend. I didn't fancy making a totally unknown journey without a phone, just in case. Funny how quick we forget what it was like before we had mobiles isn't it?
Anyway, the weather was appalling but the trip up to North Wales and Chester was fine. Then about three quarters of an hour outside of Liverpool I passed my darling husband going in the opposite direction!! Aaaaah!! Just as well I saw him. I pulled over and rang him. (See if I hadn't had that mobile he would have just continued).
'What are you doing?' I say
'Got fed up with the rain, I'm on my way home. I did try to ring you.'
'Well you'd better turn round then' I say
'Why? What are you on about?'
'Well I just passed you' I was actually a bit cross, because this wasn't how I had planned the surprise!
'What? Why? Where are you going?'
'Liverpool to see you, you bloody idiot!'
So he turns round and we drive the rest of the way together! Anyway, after that lucky crossing of paths, we spent the rest of the afternoon in the pub next to his flat. Probably not the best descision, because I haven't been out since the wedding at the end of June, and have forgotten where to put alcohol! But it was a lovely afternoon. S is working in Liverpool with some of the lads from back in Somerset, so there was a bit of catching up to do and plenty of new faces to meet. Needless to say I was done by about half nine, and had to retire!
We spent a very lazy Sunday morning in bed watching the Olympics on telly and ahem, doing what loved up couples do when they haven't seen eachother for a while and are without the kids. Well, I was far too drunk the night before! Then we headed down to the Albert docks for a stroll and some lunch. It did make a nice break although I was a bit hungover and probably didn't appreciate it as much as I should have, note to self; next time don't drink so bloody much!
Anyway, the kids' dad is picking them up today to take them away for a few days, so I get even more of a break. Yay! I wonder what trouble i'll get myself into?
Pictures of the Book Rescuers in 1951
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