I had thought about pre-posting some posts, but in the end I didn't. Then I thought I could post while at home, but in the end I didn't. A weekend free of internet isn't all bad in my opinion and that was what it was.
There had been a plan of me going to the archives in The Hague before going home, but in the end I opted to wait for my sister to arrive (she usually arrives two hours after me) and go home with her. After all, I went home to see my Mum. And let me tell you: she was doing fine. Getting thoroughly fed up with the couch (she's a chair person), but otherwise fine. No great deal of pain, just some discomfort, hence the couch.
|Making sure the plane doesn't freeze when in the air|
My sister and I spent a few hours in town on Saturday, both needing some clothes and both succeeding to some degree. On Sunday we went to a craft fair that was in town. It was big. It was busy. There were an awful lot of women there. But, we did get hold of some nice things as well, so not all bad. Unfortunately my body had decided that the 'so far so good' line was too good to pass up on and gave me a nice big H which lasted all weekend. I was not pleased I can tell you! I am still drinking like it's going out of fashion, but somewhere along the line something else went wrong.
This morning my Dad took us to the train station again. Where we took the Right train to the airport. Always a challenge for us you know! The next time my sister and I will see each other is in June, when she will come over for a week and a half and then again in August when we will both be at my parents' again.