Mum is going going gone \u2026 Monday she worked in her office while some other parts of the house were being packed. Tuesday she worked in her bedroom, on the bed, fairly comfortably, while the office was packed up. Yesterday as the final loading was being done, she worked sitting on the floor on her duvet and pillows. It\u2019s a good job she\u2019s taking those with her as the floor would have been even harder. She didn\u2019t actually leave the house until later in the afternoon. I think from what she told me I\u2019m very glad I wasn\u2019t there. It was all very strange seeing it empty. Mind you, it\u2019s a good job I wasn\u2019t supposed to be travelling with her yesterday as there wasn\u2019t space in the car. It is fair to say every conceivable space was full.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
We\u2019re all fine where we are at the moment. It\u2019s odd knowing Mum is not just around the corner anymore, but we\u2019re being well looked after. Mum has now set off into the big wide world and she\u2019s finding it very strange. Over the next few weeks she will be staying in several places. Because so many people are holidaying in the UK it was hard to find accommodation to cover the whole time. Oh there are places, but she wanted to feel as safe as possible so wanted accommodation where she was completely separate from other people. Armed with only a Hoppig for company (that\u2019s the Ikea cuddly toy version of us, in case you didn\u2019t know), she has set off for the wilds of Northamptonshire to begin with.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She says she\u2019s already missing us. If it weren\u2019t for Covid she would be able to see some of our friends who live around there, but the first place she\u2019s staying doesn\u2019t allow dogs so none of us can join her yet. She\u2019s got friends of her own around there too, but she\u2019s not really going out, so I guess she won\u2019t get chance to see them either. One day we\u2019ll look back and laugh.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Love<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Wilma<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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