… in Leuven now after my two weeks in the hills.
I’m in a different room than usual, one that I’ve never slept in before and it’s cold in here. Flaming well freezing in fact. The heating only comes on at certain times of the day and of course that isn’t when I want it to be.
Mind you, it was cold this morning in the Ardennes. Minus 3.3°C and that was at about 10:30 when I went out to Caliburn ready to leave, and I had to scrape the windscreen. Winter is definitely here.
I had a good sleep for a change, awake quite early before the alarm, and first down the breakfast too. Before the staff again. I’d even had time for a shower and a shave and clean clothes.
After breakfast I paid up, did a few things here and there and then hit the road. The drive up here was uneventful except that I had to stop for fuel at Weilin and that was shockingly expensive, and I did some shopping in a Colruyt- the first time for probably 20 years. And I was impressed by how cheap everything was.
Caliburn is now in his little hidey-hole and I’m now back here, with a few things that I grabbed to bring with me. There’s much more that needs to come but I’ll do that bit by bit.
Lunch didn’t take long to fix and after that it was like Euston station in here with a couple of people bursting in. I had a bit of a doze and a snooze after my drive up here – I’m not as fit as I used to be as we all know.
For tea I made a curry with lentils and garlic and mixed veg, with enough for tomorrow. And now I’m having an early night here in Ice Station Zebra.
It’s hospital tomorrow.
