Captain Caveman had booked my train ticket from Otford on Friday 25th July at 10.59am which would go via London Blackfriars and St Pancras stations. I was due to arrive in to Sheffield at 2.42pm where Captain Caveman would already be working from a nearby cafe. Claire came with me to the train station and we said our farewells, hoping to see each other in Turkey in about 6 weeks’ time. I was still a bit teary at having to say goodbye, though, and always have such fun when I’m back with Claire. My train was full and the couple sat next to me were mildly irritating by taking up all the table room which could’ve gone on the rack above them. Then sloshing tea and cake about and finally moving seats when we got to Leicester. Captain Caveman met me in the Sheffield Tap and I used the facilities and logged in to finish some work emails before getting the bus. My parents had very kindly invited both Captain Caveman and I to stay with them for a few days and we were really looking forward to it. We got the 3.36pm Sheffield to Mosborough bus which cost £2.60 each for just one way – things had definitely gone up since my last visit! It was great to see my parents were doing well after both having some health issues; Dad was recovering well from a knee op and my Mom was doing well after eye surgery. It seemed only appropriate that we would celebrate with a quick trip to the pub. We were sipping pints int he The Alma by 4.30pm and, by 7pm, my sister and brother-in-law had joined us. We were going to have fish and chips at Tony’s but my sister is coeliac so it was a better option to go for an Indian. By 7.30pm we were all in The Vine Indian restaurant having a real feast with more drinks. We’d had a great afternoon and evening with the family, where a round of 4 drinks was less than £20 and starters, mains and drinks for 2 in the Indian came to £60. I even took half of my butter chicken and someone’s left over rice home for tomorrow. Back home we had more drinks and celebrated being back in Mosborough some more.
Gratitude List 1. Travelling back to Sheffield 2. Seeing family again 3. Drinks and Indian in Mosborough
Claire had needed to be in London for work on Thursday 24th and, as luck would have it, so did Clare. This meant I could tag along and work from Claire’s office and sit with her daughter who was also tagging along in the hope of a shopping trip afterwards. I worked in the morning and then we took the train in to London, walking past a couple of places of interest. We met Clare at a nice spot for lunch where we braved sitting outside. The restaurant already had prepared for all weather with sunglasses and blankets, and we ordered quickly so that people could get back to work. Both Clare and I ordered a duck salad, Claire had a rainbow salad and her daughter ordered a burger with some duck bao buns to share. The food was fantastic and the waiter very good, we even got an extra portion of bao buns due to a mix up which we hadn’t even noticed. Typically, my dishes had tons of chillies in so I picked them all out, Clare who had the same, and likes chillies, had far fewer in her food. Here’s what we paid, in pounds, keeping in mind it was in London;
D&Ms 1 pint of tap water (free) 1 Elderflower cordial 0.60 1 tonic 2.95 1 diet coke 4.10 1 Homemade lemonade 4.95 Duck Bao Buns 10.95 1 Rainbow salad with Halloumi 18.45 1 Cheeseburger 18.95 2 Duck salads 33.90 12.5% tip 11.86 Total spent £106.71
Given that I was staying with Claire and had not paid for anything, I paid for the 3 of us at £81.71 and Clare paid for her share. I found it hard to get my UK phone to work in the centre of London and when I mentioned it, my 2 friends said they had the same issue. I missed the Resort Experts weekly meeting and ironically I’d also missed a zoom session on ‘Manifesting for Sceptics’.
Next, we said bye to Clare and went to the other Claire’s work. We had to get a pass, go through security to go in and up to a very high floor. The canteen was fantastic and I had a hot chocolate which was better than most cafes. Claire’s daughter shared her dried mango with me while her mom was in a meeting and was really well behaved while I did a bit of work. As we were leaving the office, I got a bit of a shock when I bumped in to an ex-Aviva colleague – the one and only Dan Holmes who now works in International insurance. What a small world it is. We walked back to London Bridge station, via buying a new jacket for Claire’s daughter, and then did a bit of food and drink shopping, here’s what we got with prices in pounds;
Holland & Barrett Diablo Dark chocolate 2.99 2 packs Gin Gins 7.78 Total spent £10.77
Gin Gins are great for seasickness, which I suffer badly from, so I was stocking up.
M&S Sour cream snacks 1.25 Apple & peanut butter snack 2.65 Sparkling water 3.10 Super nutty salad 3.20 Edamame beans 4.25 Tuna and sweetcorn salad 4.50 Prawn layered salad 5.25 Sushi selection 5.75 Cray fish salad 6.50 3 ‘Train Tins’ 8.50 Total spent £44.95
On the journey back to Otford, we got a bit excited as we had Train Tins – let me explain for the uninitiated; these are tins (or cans) of premixed drinks sold by supermarkets in train stations so that you can have a takeaway alcoholic beverage on your train ride! Genius idea and Marks & Spencers do a really good range at only £8.50 for 3. We chose a Pornstar Martini each and then shared a limoncello with sparkling wine. What we didn’t really account for was a pretty full train with commuters on and the fact that, while the child in our care dined on sushi, sliced apple and peanut butter washed down with a juice, we were downing train tins before 5pm like a couple of soaks! It was my last night with Claire and we had a nice relaxing evening with our salads and nibbles for dinner. I’d been well and truly spoiled at Claire’s and was going to miss them all, even Dave the cat and Reg the dog!
Gratitude List 1. London lunch with some of the girls 2. Going in to Claire’s office 3. Discovering Train Tins
In the morning of Wednesday 23rd July I didn’t get weighed despite it being weigh day, my 2nd one since being in the UK. I did take my measurements though and was surprised they weren’t worse; Bust -1cm and under target, Waist -2cm and on target, Hips -1cm and also on target! Claire and I worked from her home, with me doing some enquiries which included the Con Dao Islands and Gia Lai, both in Vietnam. I also saw an interesting Facebook post on ways to stay organised. My 3rd session with Ade on Substack was at 10am and also clashed with day 3 of Matt Hall’s Audience Growth training. I played catch up on that session but it’s not the same as doing it live. I did more work on my travel planner which involved key words and categories for marketing purposes. I had another zoom call about book publishing at 3pm and that went really well. By 5.30pm Claire, her daughter, Mark and I were in the car on our way to the seaside. Mark had something to attend to at their holiday cottage in Pett and Claire thought it would be a great opportunity for us to join him. The initial plan was for us to have fish and chips there too but when we arrived in Pett (not too far from Hastings), the fish and chip shop was closed on Wednesdays. What a shame, so we went for Plan B and went to Peking Takeaway for a Chinese takeaway instead. We must’ve been hungry as we ended up getting £50 worth of food for the 4 of us, including half a crispy duck with pancakes. The holiday cottage was lovely and it was great to be there, the Chinese food was fantastic and must have been my first in such a long time. There was loads left so we bagged it up to take back with us.
After stuffing our faces and Mark doing all his jobs, we drove to the beach. It was still light at 8.45pm and the beach had a glow about it. We had a laugh trying to copy Mark skimming stones in to the sea and I got a few photos of us on Pett beach. The drive back felt long as we were all a bit tired and there were road closures but it had been totally worth the trip out. Tomorrow would be my last full day and night with Claire and her family as I was heading up to Sheffield next – the time had gone so fast!
Gratitude List 1. My measurements still being good after 12 days in the UK 2. Chinese food for dinner 3. A fantastic impromptu visit to Pett.
I had to reign it in a bit on Monday 21st July as I had so much work to get through. I had enjoyed such an eventful weekend and was so grateful to have had the chance to be back in the UK. Both Claire and I worked all day; I had several zoom meetings/trainings including one with Matt Hall about audience growth and another session with Katrina Young about the use of AI in a more structured and professional way. I also managed to order a test notebook for my travel planner as part of the process to see how the cover looks, ready for my real travel planner and my next handy travel tips book. When Claire broke for lunch she made us prawn and avocado wraps which were delicious. In the evening we had a family meal of a chilli with rice but without the spice for me and the youngest child in the family. It was very tasty and we managed to avoid any silly singing antics this evening and had a sensible one. Before bed, I spoke to Captain Caveman who had moved in to his new home in Pontefract and seemed to be doing ok, although he looked tired.
Gratitude List 1. Useful and free training 2. Finally getting my test book ordered 3. Spending time with Claire and her family.
Claire was working in London on Tuesday 22nd July and I had initially agreed to go in with her and perhaps meet the girls. Liz and Clare often work in London on a Tuesday and although Kelly wasn’t going to be there it did mean 4 out of the 5 of us could catch up. However, it turned out none of them were in London today and I also had so much going on with work and my book projects that I decided to stay home and work from Claire’s office. Reg the dog kept me company and I managed to also squeeze in another session on audience growth with Matt Hall then a live group call with Lisa Johnson which was also interesting. At 5pm I went to meet Claire at Otford train station so that we could walk to meet her daughter from a friend. It had been the last day of school today so all the kids were giddy for the holidays and there was going to be a sleep over at Claire’s tonight. After meeting Claire’s friend with her daughter and grabbing a few of the school bags, we headed off to start the fun with an ice-cream to walk home with. The kids played in the garden while the adults tried to stop Reg from joining in on the trampoline. The kids had a Macdonald’s for dinner while we had a very lovely sausage and veg pasta with a glass of water – we were trying our best to be good! It was probably a good idea even though we had no clue, at the time, that the next 2 days would be busy with adventure. The kids were very well behaved and managed to put us on a show but they were still a bit shy so went back to practice more.
Gratitude List 1. Getting through a busy day 2. Ice-cream to celebrate the end of term 3. Another great evening with Claire and her family.
While Captain Caveman was due back to London on the morning of Sunday 20th July, I was settling in to my new home in Otford, near Sevenoaks, for the next 5 nights. It was cold, I wish I’d brought more clothes and Captain Caveman bought me a train ticket up to Sheffield for Friday so that we could see family, friends and go to the Tramlines music festival. Claire drove us to the station so that I could pick up my tickets and Captain Caveman could get his train back to Barnes. I was both sad to say bye to Captain Caveman, after 9 days together, but excited to be spending some time with Claire and her family, plus Reg the dog! Claire and I popped to Sainsbury’s where I wanted to pay for the shopping but she was having none of it as she grabbed some food for a Sunday roast. Of course we had to take a photo of us messing about at the scanner! I accompanied Claire and Reg to take her daughter to an activity in the afternoon, while Claire’s hubby, Mark, sorted out a roast dinner with help from his daughter who was on to Yorkshire pudding and cookies. The Go Active briefing was interesting and I even ventured in to the venue to go to the loo. While all the other parents got to chat on, Claire and I took off with Reg the dog for a walk. We’d just set off when it started to rain – thankfully I had left my raincoat there last time!
Back home, we had a nice cup of tea and sampled Mark’s daughter’s cookies – that girl is a talented chef! I was also treated to an amazing Sunday roast with pork and crackling, roast potatoes, plenty of fresh vegetables, gravy and the most amazing Yorkshires I’d had in a while! Of course, there was wine which then lead on to us having an absolutely hilarious and random evening! It started with the cheese slapping game – let me explain for those not familiar; 2 people take it in turns to ask each other questions about themselves and if they get a wrong answer they are slapped in the face with a cheese slice! It was my first time playing it with Claire’s daughter and my face hurt from laughing, everyone was surprised how many I got right and Reg the dog loved it when the cheese fell on the floor. There was much laughter and confusion when Claire did selfies on Snapchat and made us in to men – both of us decided we were much more attractive as fellas too! We played more games – this time there was Claire, Mark, the 2 daughters and me. It was so funny and I wasn’t as good at the next game.
I’m not sure who had the bright idea of getting the karaoke out (it was Claire!) at 9pm on a school night but – I loved it! It was so funny when I was being told off by a kid for not knowing the lyrics to a Taylor Swift song. Poor Mark was probably wondering what on earth he had let himself in for by agreeing to me staying!
Gratitude List 1. Spending time with Claire and her family 2. Roast Pork dinner with all the trimmings 3. Evening entertainment to rival a weekend at Butlins!
It was raining in Barnes on the morning of Saturday 19th July when I said goodbye to Fred. He’s the toilet roll holder who I often chatted to while on the loo at Captain Caveman’s parents’ home in Barnes. He was a bit tight with the toilet paper but we had reached an understanding. Today we had lovely plans to be at Clare’s Birthday BBQ Bash in Burlesden, Southampton. It would turn out that the weather was the least of our problems. We said bye to Mike in a usual manner, with me not knowing that it was his birthday on Monday and Captain Caveman didn’t mention it. As it was raining, Gill gave Captain Caveman and I a lift to Barnes Station where we had train tickets booked to go to Southampton. Our other friend Claire, was driving from Sevenoaks to pick us up from Southampton station. The BBQ was planned for a 1pm start and we had timed it well to arrive bang on time. Unfortunately, Waterloo Station had come to a halt and we didn’t realise there was a signalling issue until it was too late. We were already at Clapham Junction walking quickly between different platforms, me with pretty much all of my belongings on my back, as I would be away for a week. It was very frustrating and I felt better knowing we only had 2 bottles of fizz and a chilli gift set as extras to carry – thankfully no Zebra print footstool! At Clapham Junction we came to the realisation that the train was not coming and we were going to have to make alternative arrangements. Needless to say we ended up going out of our way, including via Reading and Basingstoke, before arriving 4.5 hours late.
Claire’s Mom, Lesley, picked us up but it did mean we didn’t have an awfully long time at the BBQ. Captain Caveman was in a mood with the railway company as he felt that the incident could have been solved in a much better way, so he was on one. I suggested he send them a strongly worded email complaint and he seemed happy to do that. He headed over to meet Jon at the BBQ where some burgers and sausages were going on for us. Clare greeted us with wine/beer and I popped to get my new dress on. I then said hello to a few people I recognised and all I could think about was food. I’d had a packet of mini cheddars for lunch on the way but I was so hungry. The burgers and hotdogs tasted like the best thing ever and then I could relax a bit. Luckily there was no rain so the BBQ party had gone well. It was so nice to see Clare, her family and friends – even if we did miss several hours of the fun. Luckily, I did manage to have some birthday cake which was lovely. I only fleetingly got to see Kelly and Nicky, Liz was unable to make it but I was so glad we had carried on our ridiculous journey to get there. I was sad to say bye but we hoped to catch up back in London while I was in the UK. Claire drove Captain Caveman and I back to her home in Sevenoaks where I was staying for the next week, Captain Caveman was just there for the night and going back to London tomorrow. We had a lovely evening catching up over a couple of drinks and I forgot to take photos.
Gratitude List 1. Finally getting to Clare’s Birthday BBQ Bash 2. Seeing friends and eating delicious food 3. Spending the evening with Claire and her family in Sevenoaks.
When Claire, Clare and I started the day on Friday 9th August, none of us had any idea that we would be part of an event that might go down in the history of Otford. I started the day with a short spell of work and a warmed up leftover chicken tikka masala, rice and garlic naan, washed down with a cup of tea for my breakfast. The girls were good and had protein shakes after they came back from the fitness class in the park, the one I was still aching from! While Claire had meetings and work to get through, Clare and I took ourselves off on a little adventure. We walked to the train station and got a ticket to Sevenoaks. I even managed to operate a ticket machine and pay on card the £6.40 for 2 of us, before the train arrived so my skills were improving in the somewhat cashless UK. The walk up the hill in to the town was a killer on my legs and even Clare welcomed the stop off in Marks & Spencer’s. We had a good old look around and Clare found something to buy while I resisted. It had been so many years since I’d shopped willy-nilly that I now had the default setting of not getting anything. When we got to the town we located the Nationwide and I stood in the lengthy queue to close my account, for the upteenth time. I didn’t mind that the queue was made up of the old and disabled and was extremely slow moving as I felt like today would be my lucky day. I’d even had a message from my Mom to say my new bank card had arrived back in Sheffield and the old PIN was still active. When I finally got to the front, the lady explained that she wouldn’t be able to close the account as it was £3.54 overdrawn so I needed to pay that in to close it. I tried to remain calm but in the end I gave her a £20 note and told her to put £5 in and then close it, the balance could be transferred in to my other account. She paid £5 in and then said the system wouldn’t allow her to close it, and maybe there were more charges to come, which she might not be able to see. I asked her to check and she said the account looked fine, with a £13 fee due at the end of August so she didn’t know why it wouldn’t close. I left very annoyed, Clare took me for a cup of tea in a nearby café and listened to me rant on about what a ‘useless set of twats’ the Nationwide were being. Her Dad in Canada had experienced a similar predicament with the same bank but he had got his account closed and all the fees and charges refunded. We decided we needed wine to sort out a plan! After a little detour for me to pick up a small gift for Claire for hosting me (and her forthcoming birthday) we found wine in a very nice pub. The man serving behind the bar at The Restoration welcomed cash which was great, including 50 pound notes. He even told me of an incident last week of one of their other pubs having to close when they had a system failure and couldn’t take card. Clare and I discovered they had a rather nice Pinot Grigio which we had with soda and I splashed out on some pork scratchings and spent about £20 in total and we’re there a while. I only had 3 days left in England so I was sure that I was going to miss pork products like the scratchings, until I broke my tooth on one. Claire joined us after a trip to the opticians and getting her new glasses which looked great. We drove back to Otford via the Sainsbury’s where I treated myself to new PJs for £7.50. Mark was in charge of the BBQ once again that evening and we had a fab feast of meat, salad and rice before getting our gladrags on for an evening with a bit of a difference.
One of the local pubs, The Bull, in Otford was hosting a Gay Pride night on Friday 9th August and Claire, Clare & I were off to support it. Each of us had a bright outfit on and I was grateful to have brought my £6 multi-coloured long sleeved shorts suit with back fastening. On arrival at The Bull, we were greeted by friendly staff and decided to try their Rum Punch special cocktails. They were strong but good and we bumped in to a guy who looked like he’d just clocked off work and was having a pint of Carlsberg. The guy was from Leeds so he and I instantly had that Yorkshire bond and became buddies straight away. The girls and I discovered sticky jewels for faces and that a bottle of decent wine was on offer at £18 so more than one of those was enjoyed. The do was quite quiet, as I’m not sure Otford was yet the hub of the gay scene, or even had many open supporters, so we gave it a go at keeping it lively. I suspected an old couple who’d come out for their dinner, had to rush their pud to make sure they were out of the way of any of this sort of shenanigans in their local on a Friday night! By 9.20am, I was dancing like a bad Rick Coffey (Google him, he’s one of my idols) on a carpeted corner of a dancefloor, giving it everything I had, including a solo chair dance performance to Lady Marmalade! We had such a great night and my aching leg muscles from the fitness class had only just started to loosen up. I met Guy, a gay from Otford, who personally thanked me for supporting Gay Pride at The Bull and emotionally shared that he had never imagined such a thing would ever be happening in this fairly traditional village of Otford. I assured him that he really wasn’t going to be the only gay in the village now and then broke in to a dance with Mr Leeds. My choice of outfit had proved itself troublesome with the double button fastening at the back when I had to take the whole thing down for toilet visits. I did manage to keep my sleeves dry and I knew my Mom would be proud I’d not peed on them. It was after midnight when we got home and Claire, Clare and I were shattered after such a memorable night. I had loved it and knew I’d sleep well that night and probably ache a lot tomorrow!
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