Happily Ever After
Life in The Rural Retreat with a beautiful wife, three cats, garden wildlife, a camera, a computer – and increasing amounts about running
A Night in Northumberland
by admin - 20:20 on 22 October 2011
The A9 is not the place to be when the rain lashes down and a mile of traffic is stuck behind a Spar truck doing 40mph. But all bad things come to an end; after Perth, Matchgirl, Agent Cooper and I made good progress during the rest of the trip and arrived at Dilston Mill, just outside Corbridge, not long after 5pm.
We'd have got here sooner except for the usual pre-departure delays: Matchgirl had tidying to do while my task was to finish construction of our log pile, built on a plinth near the new oil tank with the willow timber moved from the front of The Rural Retreat to enable Mr Renderer to begin work (weather permitting) while we're away.
Only two partial collapses occurred yesterday and none today, so I must have learned something.
A text from cat-sitters Soo and Tony informed us that they'd arrived safely and received the gift of a headless rodent from Bess, who was clearly pleased to see them again. I suspect the faithless feline is spoiled even more than usual when we're away.
As for us, we're ensconced in the studio flat that's home for two days, filled with a good meal from the Black Bull in Corbridge, twenty minutes' walk away, and ready to view Strictly Come Dancing on iPlayer – because the flat has no television.
Don't tell us how it ends. We want it to be a surprise.
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