Liverpool

Well, I managed to make it to Liverpool in one piece despite a delayed flight which made me miss my first train. Navigating the underground after 11 hours on a plane, carrying luggage, trying to make my way through the crowds, buy tickets and figure out which way to go, was a bit of an undertaking. For those of you who know me well, know how easy it is for me to get lost. It's embarrassing and I'm really proud of myself for successfully getting myself to Liverpool. I was met at the train station by my Aunt Susie and we were so happy to see one another after 4 years. She and Terry always make me feel so welcome and it felt like coming home. Since arriving it's been a flurry of activity visiting  my Mom's other lovely sister Ange, as well as my cousins Gemma, Mel and Phil, and Ruth and Roland. I spent yesterday at a food and drink festival in Sefton Park with Mel, Phil and their children, Gemma and a good friend Chris. Food was consumed, as was the odd pint or three, finishing off the day with fish and chips. Predictable, I know, but thoroughly enjoyable. Today I went to a cricket match that Ruth and Roland's son Barney was playing in. It was the finals and though they didn't win, it was a lovely sunny day, Barney was a star and we had a good visit. Pub lunch and now dinner at Mel and Phil's after a nice walk on the beach. I'm feeling good, though still a little jet-lagged but hope to be in fine form before I leave for France on Tuesday. Oh look! Phil just brought me a beer! Bless him.