A Tenuous Trip

I'm absolutely pooped (if you'll excuse the pun) after my night of toilet occupancy, and things haven't perked up this morning either, so I spend the best part of the morning feeling glum and getting the piss taken out of me by my oh so lovely family (The Taylor coat of arms really should read "if you don't laugh you'll cry").

After the umpteenth visit to the loo I give in and take a pill to resolve the issue once and for all, I mean we've got a long trip home tonight and I really don't want to play mercy to traffic jams and the like in my current state. Phil and I then help my Dad put the hard top on his car and then pop out and take a trip to one of the beaches for a bit of fresh air, where Phil graffiti's the sand and I look in vain for some kind of interesting oddity that has been washed up by the tide but only end up finding a bit of drift wood that looked like a bird with half of it's beak missing (and no, I'm not talking about Daniella Westbrook either!).

We then head back to my parents where Mum has prepared Christmas Dinner number 2, which was very nice and shortly after that we pack the car up with all of our stuff and donated xmas pressies and head off back towards home.

No sooner had we been on the road for an hour my worst fears come to light. There's been an accident on the road which was blocking the dual carriage way that we were on, and we were stuck fast in a queue of stationary traffic with no escape route. This of course would be a minor inconvenience any other day of the week, but considering my current ailment it certainly wasn't a happy state of affairs. So whilst we wait I'm frantically looking around the road embankments to see that if the need arose and suitably large bush was handy that I could utilize as a portaloo. Thankfully it didn't come to that and we got past the accident before the police shut off the road.

It was a bit of a relief then that I'd arrange to drop off at a friends house on the way back (well, she's only a 5 minute detour from our route) and it was a rather handy pitt stop for me to say the least (see yesterdays post). It was lovely to catch up with her again, it's been ages since I last saw her (in fact it was her wedding) and now she's in the full throws of being pregnant it was good to see how she's getting along. We don't stay for too long however since we've still got a good 3 hours or so before we make it home.

And we do make it home in fairly good time (after another pitt stop) and for the most part I think I may be over the worst of my brush with the Turkey of Death.

Posted by Abi on the December 18, 2005 10:29 PM