The bags are packed - almost. Some have found their way to the car, others are in the hall, one or two are still upstairs. Brody has been uneasy for a day or two now, aware that something is happening but unable to understand what. He paces around, sniffing in corners, hopeful. Hopeful that we're not leaving him behind for sure, but hopeful of a little piece of missed food too. There's a bag in the hall that smells good, the food is in another bag, one that is easily torn open. That gives access to Oat and raisin cookies. They are gone in an instant -deleted for all time - all five of them. Just the crumbs are left as evidence of the crime, and that's when he is caught. We just hope the grapes in them do not affect him, we are fairly sure they won't because we've been here before!
The journey was only a little longer than the two hours and a few minutes predicted by the sat-nav, that was mainly because we stopped for a cup of tea and to give Brody his drugs. We found the Beekeeper's cabin easily enough, but went straight past it at the first attempt - the road goes nowhere so turning around was the only option. The cabin is like a large 'garden room' so I'm thinking we could earn a little extra by putting one in our garden.
I'm not sure holidaying in Billericay would have many takers though.
After unloading the car we walked to Cawston to visit the pub, but due to COVID restrictions they have decided to close on Mondays, so we walked back again straight away, and ate some of the food we had bought with us. That means shopping tomorrow. The walk was around 4 miles so Brody was VERY tired. After a drink he went to bed and snored all the way through our evening our meal.
So far the accomodation is very nice. The wifi is a little weak, but was good enough for a chat with Karen, Robbie and Mady, so we're happy with that.
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