The drive home was pretty uneventful. We stopped in a random Tesco on the way back, visited the toilets and got some sausage rolls. The journey to get home seemed longer than the journey to get there for some reason.
Smudge was so cute when we pulled into the drive. She was sitting at the semi-open window of the garage-room, and she went mental when we got out of the car. All purring and dribbling and meowing, clawing at the window in a vain attempt to open it up a little more so I could stroke here. I think she missed us.
All in all, it was a good week. It was great to get away and leave all the troubles behind, and just enjoy some time away in the company of my favourite person in the entire world. I did put on half a stone over the course of the week though, at this stage it’s not coming off as easily as it did in the early days of weight loss, so I may be reminded of the holiday every time I step on the scales for a while.
