The first week in the Mother country

This is my Nanna, She will be 83 this year and can't travel to the the USA anymore so we went to see her.


This is the house I lived in in England. I took a picture for posterity.


We spent our first night in England with the Ashtons. It was a great reunion of children and we really enjoyed seeing each other. We really appreciated their hospitality and the fact that they let us come back for a night after Dayna threw up the first time!!

Our blog of our trip would not be complete with out a picture of the car that carried us 2000 miles. We crammed our whole family in here and Jason learned how to drive left handed and navigate his way through "skinny lanes" and multiple roundabouts. So, here's to the Peugeot 407!



On our first Sunday in England we went to church in Wynchcombe with Aunty Carol. Dirk and Dayna joined right in with the children's worship time during church and in the playing around after church. It was great to be enfolded by another congregation so far away from home.
At Sudely castle near our lodging at Hunting Butts, (yes that was its name), Dirk picked up a "mate" and his Dad to sword fight with. There was a huge wooden fort for them to run around on and defend, a good time was had by all.
We visited a beautiful villiage in the cotswolds called Bourton on the Water. We had a little rain but really enjoyed the miniature village and beautiful surroundings.

Icecream is the same in any language. There is always the promise of icecream whenever grandpa Roger's around.
My Parents very kindly took our children for three days whilst we went to Wales to celebrate our tenth anniversary. Their couple of days commenced with a trip on the Cheltenham steam train.
Our week concluded with a trip to Oxford. All the Grown-ups were enthralled, the children were not. We parted ways with my parents and left for our grand adventure in England and France.