All Catching Up

Seven Word Sunday 1.12.13
Lazy lie in compensates slightly – happy weariness!


Well I think that I have planned my trip to the big city to visit my eldest. A train then a ferry then a train then another train then a bus and I shall be there! It’s been over two years since she moved and I have mentioned quite a few times that I wanted to go and visit her but every suggestion was rebuffed, saying that she was too busy or away or it was not convenient.
Now, finally, I am going.
It might have something to do with the fact that it is her 21st and she is hoping for a present but there you go.
I have searched the internet for times and prices and connections and googled Streetview to find out where the bus stops are and how to get to my cousin’s house after…
Anyone would think that I have led a sheltered country girl life and am not used to travelling to the Big Smoke.
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