Jolly to TT

Beez Neez now Chy Whella
Big Bear and Pepe Millard
Sun 17 Jun 2018 22:57
Sleeping Indian, Jolly Harbour, Antigua to Team Tinson, Swindon
 
 
 
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Saturday 16th. Yes, I woke as normal on the dot of three but Bear reassured me this is fine for Monday as it will be eight in the morning Swindon Time. We had a bit of a lie-in, tidied and packed. All ready for Lennox came to take us to the airport at one fifteen. Due to drop keys and see Cathleen, we enjoyed watching her whizz up on her golf cart. Seated formally at the dining table we signed, YAY for Cathleen and the team to carry on with renting out Sleeping Indian. Handing over the keys we sadly waved and off we went. Twenty five months sounds a long time until we are back for a holiday but Please God, it will be after three months with the family in the UK having flown in from South Arica. Between now and then we simply have to cross the Indian Ocean, several countries and a few sea miles..........After a painless exit process, we made our way to Scarlett O’Hara for our Gatwick flight. Once taxying, we saw major work at the far end of the runway.
 
 
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Soon in the air, leaving St John’s behind on our eight hour flight.
 
 
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One final look at the blue of the sea and the coral.
 
 
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Sunday 17th. A pretty sunset as I settled to watch the four episodes of Bosch (new to me) and very enjoyable – the first book I have seen made into a TV series (or film for that matter) that really feels like they have followed the written word. Bear of course, kept me appraised of where we are. as he followed the information.....
 
 
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As we approached Gatwick, we were treated to a lovely sunrise. Landing around five in the morning, we had plenty of time to pass through automatic Passport Control before heading to baggage claim and head to the bus stop. One to Heathrow came very soon and Bear said we may as well take it and catch the next one after to Swindon (rather than sit out in the biting wind at Gatwick as there is a big waiting room at Heathrow) . I do believe that’s the first time you have been in brackets, methinks Sir.... A hot chocolate soon revived me at Heathrow, in said waiting room. An easy journey to Swindon, dropped off just around the corner from Team Tinson’s house. There they were to meet us and after welcome hugs Mark and Bear disappeared in the car with our cases, whilst Kate, Jack,  Seth and I bimbled home, chatting a million to the dozen. Kettle on, it was time for the men to settle to Father’s Day. Glorious weather the boys wanted to show off their football skills in the garden giving Kate and I chance to catch up. It all felt as if we had only been apart for a few weeks.
 
 
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A very spoilt Bear, sitting in Tinnies Tavern enjoying a Bishop’s Finger in his gorgeous new tee shirt. Cards, sweets plus a lovely shirt and the first win at darts which made Mark cross “how long is it since you last threw a dart.....”.
 
 
 
 
ALL IN ALL SMASHING FATHER’S DAY WITH TEAM TINSON
                     FANTASTIC WELCOME BACK