Fog and . . .

This was going to be a blip of us calling in on family, maybe even seeing Ella for her birthday. It could have been a photo of their dogs.

However, we missed all of that . . . because of this.

A very, very slow and tedious journey south. Fog and traffic, fog and traffic. No fog but more traffic. Then more fog and more traffic. Hold up after hold up. Took us at least twice as long as usual to get here.

But we’re here now in Sevenoaks and we will see all the family tomorrow. We will have a lovely day and forget the journey.

But I don’t think we will be doing this again. When family live so far apart we all have to do what we can to enable us to get together, but maybe the idea of Christmas in August is a good idea!