The rain woke me up this morning but I waited it out and was walking the dog by 8pm.
A quick “pack up” and off to Fodder next door for their 9 am opening.
Given the vegetarian breakfast was a big favourite last time, it was very disappointing. Over cooked poached eggs and they had changed the way they prepared the mushrooms - all very average.
I was on the road to Fimber by 9.45 after filling up (no waiting!) with some very cheap Sainos petrol. There is something not making sense about this fuel crisis - zero problems up here and then empty motorway fuel stations as I travelled further south? Never mind this will all be forgotten by the 70 plus demographic when they vote good all Bojo back in again - amazing!
It was great to see and catch up with brother in law. Ray lost his wife (my sister Jenny) nearly 2 years ago, so it was so helpful to hear his experiences and advice first hand. We had a cuppa in the paddock as the collies got to know each other.
Then after a bit of expert caravan reversing (helped by Ray’s instruction) I negotiated a very tricky manoeuvre so Brunnehilda was out the way and ready to go later. We packed the dogs in Ray’s van and headed out to the beautiful Sledmere House, about 10 minutes drive away.
We walked Tilly and 2 of Ray’s dogs around the magnificently kept gardens and grounds before eating a very pleasant lunch outside a very busy cafe on site. The Whitby scampi and chips was very acceptable!
Back to Fimber and another cup of coffee sitting in the sun with the dogs. I was on the road heading south at about 3.15pm. I stopped at one of the many fuel less service stations half way home. Rather annoyingly, they didn’t have very good caravan lanes and I managed to scrape Brunnehilda’s left hand side through a bush! Doesn’t seem to be too much damage though - phew!
I arrived back at Welton Fields Farm at about 7. By the time I’d tucked Brunnehilda up it was very dark!
The idea of this trip was to determine if I’m going to stick with Brunnehilda. The truth is, I’m still not sure. There is no doubt it had been a better trip this time. The dog was a huge help and not knowing the area and the subsequent Kim based memories made things easier. But, Brunnehilda and Kim will forever be connected. As those memories change and make me smile rather than make me sad (and cross and full of self pity) then it will no doubt get even easier. I think?
One good sign though - as I drove up the farm drive leaving Brunnehilda in my rear view mirrors, I had a sudden feeling of looking forward to the next time!
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