I had not slept for over 24 hours but I managed to make it to 7:30 last night.I think it was the excitement of being here, seeing Cara and Colin again. Plus we stopped at an old church on the way home.
The trip home was interesting. Since I was sitting where the driver sits on an American car, (and I was tired), when a car veered sharply, I had this moment of sheer panic. I had this awful feeling of not knowing what to do before I realized I wasn't driving.
So we stopped at the church and walked around. We had a nice walk through their little town, getting myself oriented. The doves here are mind boggling. Easily 3 or 4 times the size of our mourning doves.
By then, it was getting dusk, and so we came home. We sat down to watch a sitcom, and that's all she wrote. I headed to bed and slept soundly until 3 am. There was a bit of confusion because I did not realize that my tablet had automatically adjusted the time. I thought it was 8. But I went back to sleep until after nine. I have felt great today.
Today we went to Bolsover castle. There was something I found amazing. A half dozen paintings hung on the wall, and they were not defaced at all despite the fact that there was no one there to protect them. Unheard of.
We went to an antique shop and had a walk through two flights of wonders. We had tea in the car.
The night was capped off with a roast supper with Yorkshire puddings. We drank wine 🍷and watched a play: One Man and Two Guvs. We laughed so hard we had to turn on the news of Ukraine to sober ourselves. What courage!