The Weekend That Was


Just for a change I was completely organised and had to do very little packing on Friday morning (toothbrush, toothpaste, hairbrush, laptop). All of my family’s Christmas gifts were wrapped and packed, I’d planned my weekend wardrobe (although – as usual – I didn’t even wear half of it while we were in Cheltenham) and I’d grabbed a jar of my piccalilli for the guest house owners.

Unfortunately we failed to put the pickles for my Mum, sister and niece in the car. Poor D forgot all about them and the sheer size of some of the jars and the volume of the contents mean that the box is far too heavy for me to lift – and I didn’t realise the box was still sat on the ironing board. Oops!

After a bit of a rest we spent the evening at Mum’s house with Mum, my stepdad and my sister. Gifts were exchanged, Amaretto was had and chat didn’t stop. Feeling nicely relaxed (and a bit tipsy in my case!) we went back to our room for a nice, early night.


After a leisurely (and delicious!) breakfast we were collected by R’s foster father and driven to a nearby garden centre for tea and a chat. As I’ve mentioned before, R is afraid of birds – so he stopped at the entrance to ask us if this was the garden centre with the Parrot.

Okay, so R has a lot more going on with him than his autism and therefore he actually looks special needs – people have mistaken him for a person with Downs in the past. I am fairly certain, however, that this didn’t give the elderly couple trying to leave the garden centre the right to stand there and gawk at him as if he was an alien. I honestly wanted to say something, but instead I responded to their distinctly embarrassed-sounding “good morning” and we went on our way.

Yet again, I almost lost my hat!

R: The Stealer Of Hats

R: The Stealer Of Hats

Whilst R was happily munching cake his foster father and I discussed the current situation and what might happen next. While we both think that the college was a little too quick to jump to a judgement we do both understand their reasoning. My meltdowns can be frightening enough and I’m emotional rather than physical. R is physical, so you can see why a college staff member would be terrified at the prospect of working with ten stone of unpredictable young man when he’s already launched himself and attacked them once. There is a possible new college placement on the horizon, so here’s hoping!

Once deposited back at Hope Orchard I proceeded to take the photographs for my review on the establishment. We then took a break and had some nibbles before getting changed for our evening drink with my friend Laura.

I love this jumper - it's very Karen Gillan!

I love this jumper – it’s very Karen Gillan!

This is one of the best shots I have of the interior of a room at Hope Orchard – but look at that soft lighting and the golden yellow on the walls! Each room is specifically designed for relaxation and warm colours like this are always good – even for a winter person like me! You also now know what my laptop looks like; she’s a bit old but I can’t part with a model T40! Doctor Who fans will understand.

Laura eventually arrived and we posed for a picture:

The Geek Girls of Gallifrey!

The Geek Girls of Gallifrey!

Why yes, I wore the fedora and the scarf to the pub – where I also bought a lot of things concerning the Vulcan XH558 – the only Vulcan plane that is still airworthy. I ended up with a diary, a beanie, a scarf, a postcard and a book. Did I mention that I love aeroplanes? I actually wept when the Concorde made her final flight over my house.


After another wonderful breakfast we packed, and D loaded up the car while I called my Dad to ask if we could pop round. Dad is looking really good, has just bought himself the new version of the Royal Enfield and was actually at The Aviator Saturday lunch time enjoying a pint! I wish we’d known, as we would have been more than happy to meet him there. Anyway, it was good to see him.

We slept very well on Sunday night. Travelling really does get to both of us, but I do love travelling back to ‘Nam to see my son and the rest of my family. Unfortunately the Christmas Market arrived early and went away the weekend before we were booked to arrive, so I didn’t get to wander around and eat samples of Ostrich or Wild Boar or Springbok and I didn’t get to sit in the Paris Cafe stuffing my face and remembering my Nan and all our happy times there. I remembered Nan anyway, because she’s in my thoughts every day.

This next week is going to be busy for me; D’s Mum has asked for my pickles for Christmas and I’m attending my first WI meeting and have promised pickles for the Christmas raffle. There was enough in the cupboard for me to raid it and put pretty little fabric “lids” on stuff, but now I need to make lots more things – especially my sweet chilli courgettes because D has eaten them all! I don’t mind; I was planning to go all kitchen-witchy again anyway and I enjoy the process of turning vegetables into jam, relishes and garnishes.

Now I need to go and catch up with some cross-stitch and all the blogs I follow!

About Missus Tribble

Media volunteer for Epilepsy Action (UK) and advocate for both epilepsy and autism awareness. Would like a Tardis when I grow up.
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13 Responses to The Weekend That Was

  1. The Heretic says:

    Sounds like you had an a awesome time.🙂

  2. y_ddraenog_goch_2 says:

    Glad you had a good weekend away. I hope the new college placement comes to pass and works out well for R.

    It’s sad that next year will be the last flying year for XH558, mainly because she’ll be out of engine hours, and in need of unaffordable wing modifications, to keep flying. I’ll have to try to get to an airshow and see her fly sometime in 2013.

    Did you see anything of the de Havilland Venom which whistled eastwards over my house at about 300 knots and 1000ft. a week or two ago, on its way to North Weald? It may well have done some flying in or near your neck of the woods.

    I’ve tried Ostrich, but wasn’t too impressed, probably as much because it had been undercooked at the sample stall at a market. I wouldn’t mind trying Springbok as I love venison. I love Wild Boar too; a local butcher sometimes has WB sausages in stock.

    • Missus Tribble says:

      Sadly I saw nothing of the Venom, but I certainly hope to!

      I’m very sad that the Vulcan only has another year, but at least I can say that I’ve helped to keep her in the air for that little bit longer. I’ve grown up seeing her regularly too🙂

  3. paulaacton says:

    Glad you had a good weekend

  4. Yay, glad you had a good time. I hope that something does work out for R, it’s not fair on him if he doesn’t get the chance to go back to school.

  5. I’m late to catch up in comments, but this sounds a lovely weekend and what a really lovely guest house you’ve found! Thank you for writing about it, I read the review too, and will keep a note of this for my Mum and Step-dad as they have mobility issues and stay in that area sometimes.

    And did I see a mention of sweet chilli courgettes? YUM! Would it be cheeky to ask if you’d share the recipe? If you prefer to keep the secret recipe under guard (Cybermen, maybe?), that’s okay!

    • Missus Tribble says:

      It wouldn’t be cheeky at all! I’ll post the recipe as soon as I make some more!

      I’m also glad that I’ve reviewed somewhere suitable for your Mum and stepdad; as long as they don’t mind Jasper crying to be let in so he can sleep on their bed they should really enjoy it at Hope Orchard (Louis and Toby are awesome too, but less likely to charge into your room lol).

    • Missus Tribble says:

      Ahah! I knew I had the recipe on this blog somewhere:

      Easy to make and incredibly tasty😀

      • Thank you for the link! Those courgettes look great, I’m sure we’ll be enjoying some of those soon. *Gets pickling cook hat on*

        And no problem about Jasper, my folks love cats and dogs so they’ll be happy to share some time with them too.🙂

      • Missus Tribble says:

        The courgettes are to die for; or, at least, I believe they are – between the in-laws and hubby I rarely get to try any lol!

        Jasper is a total hugslut; we got back to the guest house one weekend from a visit with my mother and the first thing we saw was a cat in our window! He’d snuck in while Graham was cleaning and had settled down for a nap🙂

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