A full bladder versus a shewee...

Is it possible to be attracted to a 'voice'? I met a man in the woods today who had an extremely handsome voice. I couldn't tell you what he looked like, I can't remember. But I can still hear him. I do remember, when online dating was in its infancy, I drove from Liverpool to London to meet a man for coffee because I liked his London accent. I also think one of the things that attracted me to Mr P was his voice. Maybe I need to add this attribute to my list! Or maybe not, my list gets longer everyday.

I got my T-shirt's for my rust2rome trip this week, five in all. I'm in the process of trying to create a capsule wardrobe for my trip. I've seen the experts do it. Five or so outfits from one. Mind you, after asking for advice on the rust2rome website it seems the most important thing to pack is a 'shewee'. Sharing a car with three men I hardly know makes me think I'm going to be travelling with a constant full bladder!

I treated myself to a bunch of flowers this week, they are so pretty I decided they would make the perfect wedding bouquet. I thought I'd google how to dry the flowers but Pip informed me 'I'd' be more dried out than the flowers by the time I find a husband haha. I really shouldn't be spending my money on flowers anyway, need to save my pennies. When I qualified for adverts on my blog I imagined I'd be retiring on the profits! Not made a penny yet, so if you're bored reading my blog please feel free to click on the sidebar adverts ;) ...

The shewee haha...

The T-shirts...

The wedding bouquet haha... 

Living like a normal person...

Milo and me have been enjoying a rather 'normal' life of late. Morning walks every day in the same woods, meeting up with family and friends, cooking and cleaning and even some gardening. I bought a tray of dead pansies for ten pence and planted them in Pip's garden and overnight they came back to life, result. I'm enjoying playing 'house' and even made some curtains to hang in the window of Pip's shed!

But I do wonder how long it will be before I get itchy feet and start plotting a plan? The Beast is parked up and taking a well earned rest and I do miss him. That open road gives you a taste of freedom and a feeling of complete abandonment. I'm sure the Beast hates being parked up too.
I am lucky that I have my Rust2Rome road trip to look forward to, which I'm pretty excited about. I think maybe I shouldn't make any definite plans until after that. I mean who knows I might meet the man of my dreams on route and live happily ever after!

I'm a bit miffed because BBC Radio Scotland sent me a message asking if I'd appear on their radio talk about living in a campervan, but I didn't get the message in time. I'd have loved to chat about my Motorhome. Oh well, maybe Hollywood will get in touch and film me instead...

Enjoying coffee catch ups...

Milo adjusting to the same view every day...

Back to life...

The Beast waiting for me...

Happy and content, for now...

Our journey from France to the UK was problem free. Milo wasn't too happy on the ferry and I wasn't allowed to sit in the Beast with him so he was pretty happy to see me when we docked in Newhaven. It was dark and late when we got off the ferry and I couldn't see anywhere decent to stop so I just kept driving. On occasion on the wrong side of the road! The roads were so quiet I ended up doing most of my journey home. We arrived back at my hometown around 7am so I took Milo straight to his favourite woods at Royden Park. He was so happy and no doubt confused. He has been in his element this week with all his favourite people and favourite walks. I'm just happy to be having conversations in my native tongue.

I'm enjoying wandering round supermarkets recognising what is on the shelves. I'm loving sitting in cafes with Pip watching the world go by. And I'm appreciating my family for putting up with my regular "when I was in Fraaance...."

I'm still unsure what to do next, other than try find some kind of paid employment. But I'm feeling quite content at the moment and want to relish this feeling.
I got to meet two of the gentlemen who I'm travelling with on my Rust2Rome road trip adventure and they are just lovely. Certainly not the murdering type so that's a bonus! They threw a Grand National themed party to raise funds for the charity we are representing on our road trip 'Northern Lights Children's Charity'
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And I got to see the car we are travelling in, it's  certainly in better shape than the Beast.
So I've now got about seven weeks to prepare for, probably, my craziest adventure to date...

Waiting for the ferry...

Milo happy in the woods...

The next adventure... 

Au revoir France...

Today Milo and me leave France and return to the UK. France was not a mistake but it wasn't for us. I seem to have settled in an extremely rural location, which whilst beautiful, I was feeling very lonely and down. I was staying with a lovely family but seemed to be in a household full of boys, including the dogs. I got to explore lots of local places in the Beast but unfortunately all were very quiet. I don't think I've gone quite so long without girly conversation. On a plus I have managed to do tons of writing for my book, I just hope my family are ready for tons of free editing.

So it's back into the arms of my loving family. No doubt they're exasperated with me by now and my constant returns. I can hear them thinking 'what the heck is she going to do next'.

My beginning plan is to breath out for a moment. Stop clenching my teeth. And relax.  Other than my rust2rome road trip in June, with three men I've yet to meet, I'm not setting anything in stone.

I gave up my life, as I knew it, nearly two years ago. Now I want to figure out who this Nicci Taylor really is and what she really wants. Or needs.

I'm looking forward to my next chapter and will no doubt blog it, even if it isn't what I thought...

I will miss this every morning...

I will miss my neighbours...

I reckon Bear doesn't want Milo to leave...

Milo waiting for  his vet check...