The morning mist translated into fog over the Severn and further down in the Bristol Channel. Quite an eerie sight to be fair.
We were back in time to see some more fine timing going on in the kitchen as Cherie set about putting a Roast Lamb Lunch on the table. We had visitors as well on this day as Caroline and her mum Shirley joined us. Both had been front and centre when we played skittles earlier in the week. Writing this memory now it feels like a decade ago.
Caroline brought a traditional Sherry Trifle with quite a bite and we spent a couple of hours enjoying our meal before settling into an afternoon of natter and chatter. The meal was an absolute triumph...Cherie had produced a rosemary based onion sauce to die for and the whole meal was just a delight.
It is always difficult the day before moving on to pastures new not to be preoccupied with packing and stacking stuff just to get ahead of the game. With an early start also on the agenda filling the car before bed was also necessary.
I want to include a family shot with me, my sister and my sons, a marker set down for our next reunion whether that be in the UK or Canada.
Tomorrow morning would be Kim and I saying farewell to Reece and Marcus as well as Cherie and Diane and yet again it would be manly hugs and brave face (for me anyway). The time with my sons could not have been better and we really reconnected on another level. Part of that reconnection occurred before I went to bed that night as one son held me down and the other delivered a huge Franklin style raspberry to my stomach. Such an assault and the accompanying sound must always be accepted with dignity. After so much eating on this trip Marcus had a fairly large target area to aim for!
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