We all came down to East London last week as I had two days of meetings and Sonja wanted to use the opportunity to buy a few things and get some stuff done.
Circumstances beyond our control have meant that we have needed to stay here at least 8 days and if all goes well, the soonest we will be able to head back is on Thursday.
So we have had to survive 8 days with 2 days clothing and not much in the way of underwear.
We have been very lucky having Gwyneth and Mark very kindly make their beach cottage available to us, and they even threw in half a days baby sitting. Thanks guys. Had we been stuck in a hotel or motel room for 8 days with all the kids things would have been much worse.
We are both itching to get back and are feeling a bit under the weather and like caged animals.
We are doing our best to keep up with home schooling and work, and even though everybody has been so hospitable and friendly, we are homesick for our little cottage and look forward to getting home.
We are close to the beach and try and get down for walks as much as we can, but we so miss our little home on the hill. Leaks, donkeys, dung floors and all.
Now I feel like somebody you would meet in a trailer park home, with our dirty clothes, barefoot children and living out of three or four shopping bags.
Not sure if it is my imagination, but the sky seems low and grey, the wind grating, and the weather claustrophobic.
Time to get back.
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