To Infinity & Beyond !

As reunions go this was one that was 26 years in the making.  By the way you may want to go and pour yourself a cuppa J

To cut a very long story short it took nearly 9 hours (yes 9 hours) to get from Lincolnshire to Victoria and then from Victoria to Brighton by coach.  To get there and back it took 4 coaches, 3 of which were appalling and 1 was luxury.  The 1^st one made me feel sick, the air coolers did not work, the heat was unbearable.

When I managed to squeeze into the loo, which was the size of a drawer, the lights went out (literally).  There I was staggering around, holding on for dear life, in total darkness with my knickers around my ankles.

The coach made a unscheduled stop at Peterborough, a coach load of hot sweaty sickly feeling passengers could get off and breathe!  After about 15 minutes we all boarded again for the next part of our journey and I had stopped feeling sick (nothing worse is there?).  After what seemed like an eternity we all got off at Victoria coach station and myself and hubby literally ran like the clappers for the connecting coach, we had about 3 minutes to spare.

This coach was no better, the air was filled with a stale urine aroma and to top that the loo was out of order.  That meant I could not drink anything.

After convincing myself that I should have stayed at home I amused myself with people watching while my hubby was fast asleep. All human life was here, students, old ladies, old men, fat ones, thin ones, grumpy ones, smelly ones, kids with smart phones, Ipods, Ipads, tablets, texting at a hundred miles an hour or listening to something called music. Even 2 young men at the back of the coach practising Friday prayers. By this time 3 hours had passed and we were all getting excited at the prospect of getting off the coach.  We had arrived!!

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It consisted of my hubby’s sister, brother in law, and their children, all the in-laws, nieces, nephews, their husbands and wives and children, great nieces and great nephews.  The list was loooooooooooooong. After meeting me for the first time my great newphew said "Are you from the North Pole?".  It could have been worse.

We spent 3 nights in Brighton before heading off to Hayling Island for a 4 day break.  Went shopping in Brighton and managed to visit Choccywoccydoodah (I was in chocolate heaven).

Too gorgeous to cut don’t you think?

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After 11 days of far too much alcohol and food it was time to bid farewell to Hayling Island and Brighton. The coach from Brighton to Victoria was pure luxury, the connecting one was not.  Again I had issues with the loo (why me??), this time the door jammed and no one could get in, so the driver had to stop and use his “magic” key to the relief of the passengers.

We arrived home in good time, the market place was all lit up with Christmas lights and it looked beautiful.

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