Blog for day 15 and backlogging

Slackness has fallen upon me. I’m so sorry. It’s taken me ages to write again after the last blog!
After an eventful weekend I’m feeling quite writey. And yes, that is a technical word before you ask!
I’m sat in an inn, in a place beginning with the letter B. God damn, my mind has gone! I really can’t remember the name!
So my weekend started on Friday night. I drove around Lancaster motorways searching for a travel lodge or something of that ilk that I could get two rooms in. One for Dave and Dimitri and the other for me and the love of my life. I was getting impatient as the two closest were fully booked! I decided I didn’t care how much the rooms were at the holiday inn, but we would go there and get settled. By this time it was about 9.30 so I’m sure you can imagine my eagerness. I got my stuff up to my beautiful room and came downstairs and ordered a steak. The rooms were fabulous. The best yet! The boys soon came through to order food and I was sat with a ginger and whiskey. Lush. It got to about 11.30pm and I got a phone call from Nat, telling me he was just walking past our van. I leapt up, dashed outside in flip flops being careful not to fall arse over tit and ran up to him, on a full stomach and wrapped my arms around him. I was soooo happy to see him. It was time for the support to get some support. I needed it.
I know it doesn’t seem like I’m doing a great deal in the equation of BoardFree UK but it feels like I am. In fact, I’m trying to do everything I possibly can to make this easier for Dave but sometimes I struggle which is why Dave gets so frustrated with me sometimes. I guess that’s just the way.
I’m one of these people that, when shouted at, cry. Is it because I’m weak? Pathetic? A nice person?….all of the above? Is it time to change?
So yesterday morning (Saturday 13th/day 14) Dave set off skating from Lancaster. Nat was itching to get on the road on little Elsa and as soon as we got onto a quietish road they both started skating infront of the van. It was such a delight to see. I think skating with someone helps a great deal. To know that there’s someone behind/infront of you to talk to/ask about directions and just to know that they’re there keeping you company must be a bonus. Nat said Dave must struggle on his own with just the van behind. I can shout from the van but Dave doesn’t always hear me, so most of my encouraging comments bellowed from the van are, unfortunately, lost in the air.
Also, I think having someone else on the road spurs you on to cover more miles or at least keep the pace up. From what I saw anyway!
There was a big debarkle going out of Preston where the boys split with the van and headed off down a pedestrianised area so I had to take a different road. I couldn’t find them for love nor money and I ended up leaving them for about 4 miles. I felt sick already. I didn’t need this to make me sick. Last time I left Dave for 4/5 miles he layed into me big time and I cried. What a surprise!
We arrived in Leyland and waited for them…they came up and within 10 minutes so did Dave’s brother to lead us to Woodvale RAF base for the ball!
I dropped Dave and Dimitri off and Nat and I headed to Southport to look for a b+b to stop in. We came to one down a back street. It seemed reasonable and there was parking. Sorted. I had a really amazing night. We went for a meal and caught up. We went for a Chinese and I got chance to talk to someone which is what I needed. I cried so much that night. Just had to get it all out of my system. But it carried onto this morning. That was partly to do with my tummy ache though. I’ve been having tummy aches for the past few days, partly because I’m scared I’ll get something wrong and get shouted at, partly because I’m tired, partly because I haven’t been drinking enough or eating healthily I think too!
Today, I’ve not been very well. But we got on the road at about 3.00pm, I said see you later to Nat who had to get a train back to Lancaster to get his car. I was sad to see him leave. That boy is my rock. We’ve done 16 miles today. Nightmare conditions. It pissed it down. Dave’s blisters aren’t good. Dave was hungover. Everything that could go wrong, is doing so! Typical!
He did well considering though! And we’re past half way with miles and as of tomorrow days too!
I can’t wait until next weekend. We’ll be staying at my ‘in-laws’. Bed and breakfast for two nights running assured, two gorgeous cats (I’m missing mine) and just a bit of a general break for me to be on some familiar territory. I love going to Primrose Hill. It makes you feel completely relaxed. A five minute walk from the beach and a ten minute walk from a damn good pub!

I’ll try to keep blogging as often as I can. I promise.

Thankyou for all the comments posted to us. Thankyou so so much.

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ps...the name of the place was Billinge!!!

PLUS...who knew you could drive on beaches!!! AWESOME...Nat and I really want to get a camper van now...soooo much fun!