Relaxation

So I'm sat here, on my bed, at the inlaws house. I feel comfortable. It's my turf and i'm familiar with the place. I'm calm and chilled.
Having just nipped on to check out the latest comments to see if my nana and grampa have fathomed out how to do it i came across two new comments. One, by a guy we met somewhere in Scotland...i forget where because my mind has turned to schmush. He had a tattoo of a label that i love. VOLCOM. I think it's him anyway. But i love the fact that he's commented on my blog. Thankyou! The other comment is from my darling friend Alice. She's an Australian GAP student at the school Nat works at and she's awesome. Such a good friend, and i've not known her long!
My nana and grampa are having their birthday week this week. 18th and the 25th of may. My nana is older than my grampa by just less than a year. How excellent! They're on the internet and my aunt is trying to show them how to leave comments on here. I'm just happy i can talk to them over the internet...how impressive is that!?
So anyway, back to where i am. Setting the scene. I'm sat in 'my' room, i can hear Dave helping Jo out with her website in the background and Dimitri is keeping quiet whilst editing some video footage. Those guys have been working their butts off to get all these videos up to date for the website. I feel quite lazy. But i like it. I've just finished helping Jo sort out the bungalow the boys stayed in. The tiny bit of helping i did was very theraputic. In some ways i miss not having one set home that i can come back to and make a cup of tea and not have to worry about packing to move on tomorrow. That kind of life is tiring.
After taking Dave to casualty and getting him some anti biotics we drove the one and a half hours here from Bristol. During yesterday we went to meet the Lush longboard boys. It was all very snazzy to visit their workshop. Having been to Mr Holey's workshop and now the Lush workshop, i feel like i'm in with the 'in' crowd. Too cool for school, some might say. Then we drove to the station to drop Dan off. I was tearful. Holding them back as he left in the elevator. He's been a bit of respite for me and i'm so so grateful to him. I miss not having the team here still. It's harder without them.
We decided to have three rest days. Unplanned but very necessary. Dave's foot stinks. Like, really honks. There's no need for any body's body to smell like that. It's just uncalled for. Luckily it looks like the antibiotics are kicking in and the smell is dispersing and the bruising is coming out. I can't imagine getting up at 6am on Thursday to finish this but it's got to be done. Fingers crossed his foot makes some progress.
Overlooking Minehead beach, i bid thee fairwell, until next time.

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