Well, we left on the 23rd April for our first ‘pleasure’ trip in Bobbus since his arrival here in December. Fourteen days and 3,400 miles later we reluctantly arrived home.
We had crossed through four countries; Italy, France, Spain and UK(as in Gibraltar!), stayed on 8 campsites and two carparks and all accompanied by Naughty Nell and POOTiE the cat. They had a fabulous time and easily settled into motorhome life, thank goodness! We hadn’t had the opportunity to try them out for a couple of nights but it all worked really well. POOTiE didn’t mind being on his lead, as long as Nell was about he was most happy and I actually believe he thinks he’s a feline kind of dog, if that makes sense.
I loved driving the ‘bus’ and it was all made more poignant when we passed by a place in Spain that my parents took us as children which coincided with the first anniversary of Dad’s death. So a few tears were shed but more so happy memories shared with my four siblings over WhatsApp when we had an internet connection. Just cannot wait for the next trip… roll on September!
Naughty Nell and I have been on our familiar walk today. Now the rain has washed all the snow away it’s revealing the devastation that lay underneath over a metre of the cold stuff. We heard the trees crashing and falling during the worst of the wintry precipitation, not helped by the thick ropes of ivy that strangle the trunks that have only ensured their demise. Our bamboo is flattened but hopefully we’ll be able to salvage some canes – we’ve used most of our supply in temporarily securing the fence for the dogs. Never mind, out of devastation will come new growth and new life…
It’s been a while since we had as much snow as this and still falling… we’ve given up on digging out and shaking the olive trees as it’s now thigh height. Feeling sorry for those with damaged houses from the quake last year, this can’t be helping. Have had to give Nell a hair trim because she was beginning to resemble a load of pom poms! But she loves diving in the snow, mad dog.