Well, I think we should draw a veil over the past week of packing up and getting all our possessions into storage. I reckon after all that, a year living together in a small tin can with a smelly dog will be a doddle.
Finally, we left York and headed off on our trip. First stop, Boroughbridge, to say goodbye to Shuggie and Fiona. I hope you can handle all this excitement and exoticism. Then we headed north to Scotland, crossed the border at Gretna with me cheering and Nick looking nervous, and then we took a left into Dumfries and Galloway. I'm ashamed to say that I've never been to this neck of the woods, and it's been my loss as it's absolutely gorgeous. The Galloway Forest Park is stunning, with the rest of the countryside made up of rolling green hills, huge swathes of golden sands, and dramatic shoreline. And the cows! Now, I'm not normally into my livestock but I have to say these are bonny beasties right enough. I think the farmers must come out at night and brush them. And put mascara on them.
Moving on. So, the idea of the next month is to travel around the entire coast of the Scottish mainland, which, judging by what we've seen so far should be amazing. It's only fit and proper to explore your own back yard before venturing forth. Isn't that right? Bye the noo