And … rest.
We’re day five into a six-day sit at Elm Tree Campsite, as far from popular culture as you can get in England without visiting a National Trust property. We are in the back of the back of beyond, although Steven, Bex’s husband, tells us that Easington, just down the coast, was the very first North Sea gas terminal. As a geography teacher he tells his students about it every year. So maybe we’re not that far from stuff.
[image error]the Humber – flat, muddy, industrial and perfect
Typically we’ve filled the days. It’s either been a long cycle ride, a good walk or a run … and sometimes a combination of two. The weather has been OK. Mrs Sun is hardly omnipresent, and the temperature has not gone out of its way to surprise 20 degrees, but it hasn’t stopped us doing what we do. I have also started book 7. After three days, I’m 4,000 words in, so easily beating the 1,000-words-a-day target. I just know that I’ll get on with it, even if I have to pen 500 words late at night (I’m not so good first thing, mind).
[image error]stupidly I didn’t take a photo, but just off from this image are three seals, being all fat and lazy
I have absolutely no idea where this one is going. As always I try to surprise myself every chapter so that, if nothing else, those who get round to reading the book will be just as surprised. That’s the ambition.
The other main news is that we’ve got travel insurance and have booked our flights for South Korea. In the end, after a 40-minute telephone call, I got our bank’s world-wide insurance to cover us for 6 weeks (we’re currently insured for a maximum of 31 days). At £81 it was twice the cost of our 6 weeks extension last year when we travelled all around SE Asia, but I’ll put that down to covid-19. In the end, with regard to flights, we went for Korea Air, because they have a reputation for, one, actually flying and not cancelling, two, being very safe when it comes to covid-19, and, three, we don’t stop so there’s less chance of further contamination. At £1000 each (£400 more than our flights last year), the cost is what it is.
The good news is that we maybe able to quarantine with Bex and Steven (that is, good for us. For them …?). We need to prove we’re related (birth certificates etc), and the school needs to be happy, but if that’s the case life should be a lot easier … and about £2000 cheaper. We may not know until we get there, but at least it may be an option.
Anyhow, we’re sorted. Phew.
Tomorrow we’re off to Bridlington to meet up with old Army pals for C’s. They’re new to motorhoming and have a very posh panel van. It will be good to see them. And then we’re staying on the coast for lots more of not a great deal. Looking forward to that …
Keep safe the lot of you. And, if you’re a Brit, remember that Johnson and Cummings have unequivocally shown that they only have one ambition: to own the Libs; sod running the country. The appointment of Tony Abbott (ex-Oz PM) to the board of trade is just that. And, if you’re one of my American readers, I’m ex-military and have lost friends and colleagues on operations. Your current president thinks those who have fallen are losers. He does. He said that of John McCain openly. It shouldn’t surprise you that he feels the same way about all those who died or who are injured on operations. Vote him out in November. It’s that simple.
