We awoke this morning at The Star Inn feeling rather delicate after last night's partying (Stuart didn't even remember his rum & coke, toffee vodka, mojito, flaming Sambuca or the drinking beer through a straw...) and the idea of us both having to drive cars to Birmingham (today's to-do list) couldn't have been much less appealing.
For a while it was touch and go as to whether we would both even make it to breakfast, but we managed to drag ourselves up and thank goodness we did! Paul and Marie joined us for breakfast, seemingly feeling similarly ropey, but it only took a glass of orange juice, a cup of coffee and some toast for us to start warming up and feeling more human, and an excellent full English/scrambled eggs and bacon worked wonders, leaving us feeling transformed - not quite as good as new, perhaps, but as near as damn it!
After packing up all of our bags into the van/car and settling the bill, we left the Star and drove to Dave & Sarah's in Harwell to drop the van off. After a cup of tea and catch up with Sarah and Ollie, it was off to Abingdon to pick up the Moggy from its garage.
Good little Moggy started on third attempt and we were off, chugging our way to Birmingham (Stuart driving the Moggy, me following behind in the Citroen). The Morris Minor will be staying in its old home with Stuart's Mum for the next few months until we can get back over here and arrange for it to have a few upgrades done and then take it over to Italy with us!
We were welcomed in Birmingham with a delicious roast - just what the doctor ordered.
Think it might have to be an early night tonight!
~ Helen
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