Sorry no post yesterday - just too busy to manage to put one on. Today friend W and I are going on one of our favourite jaunts, across the Pennines to Kirby Lonsdale to meet our friends P and D for lunch in Avanti, our favourite Italian restaurant.
My friend, G, rang last night to say that she was not happy about Tess being left on her own for so long and could she fetch her for the day? Could she fetch her for the day??? Tess will be ecstatic when G arrives - she adores her anyway and to go out will be an extra and will also make me feel much better about leaving her.
The restaurant where we go allows dogs but W takes her Jack Russell Sophie and She is not a sociable dog so they really can't both go. W says she is happy to leave Sophie at home so that Tess can go, but Tess has never been in that kind of situation before and there are usually quite a few dogs there on Fridays, so I really don't know how she would behave. Also, managing Tess and my stick would be difficult.
If you think I am going out a lot at present (I played Ukuleles at Singing for the Brain in Gayle, a tiny village near Hawes yesterday afternoon - and a brilliant afternoon it was too with everyone having such a lovely time) you would be correct, but to be honest I feel that I am only just hanging on to my sanity, what with grieving for the farmer, packing, dealing with admin from being an executor for his will, along with the solicitor, and still having no firm moving date. I know everything will come right in the end but the whole process is something I could have done without. It has all come together and it is almost too much to cope with.
We are hoping that as we drive West the weather improves today. At present it is very dull and cool too. The first fifteen miles of the journey are the same as the journey we made yesterday afternoon. The road runs alongside the River Ure and yesterday it was 'banking' in places so we are hoping there has not been further rain overnight and that the water has gone down somewhat. There is another road through Wensleydale, one which runs higher up above the river but there is always the possibility of flooding.
Friend G has just rung to say she is on her way to collect Tess - so off for a shower before she arrives.