I don’t think Pepper is really aware yet of what lies before him tomorrow when *the carry cage* comes out of the cupboard, although he has been lifting his head from feigning slumber to lift his eyes and cast suspicious glances at me as I dart up and downstairs gathering things for the holiday ahead. I have now packed, aside from washing kit and Pepper’s overnight bag, and I undoutbably have way too much stuff with me. But I am Thomas. I cannot travel light. I need to have options for every eventuality … and so I do.
I guess this is the curse of travelling by car. I have room, therefore I take. If I was travelling home for the holidays by train, then I would have to rationalise so much more. This said, I would still find a way to take stuff, I always do.
Anyway, I have one more day of work, and then I’m off – venturing south to the New Forest until the new year. I should imagine that I will be around these parts less, although I think the posts will continue – never you mind – however in case I don’t get to say it in time, or again…
& a Happy New Year!!
And a very merry Christmas to you, too! Have a lovely time in the New Forest – we were there a few months ago for the first time in ages, and adored it.
Chivers hates his carry-case too – he miaows continuously until he’s let out. He’s only going five minutes’ drive down the road, but still takes the opportunity to protest!