Well here I am sat in a que finally ready to get the car ferry over to the Isle of Wight.
I left home at 5.30 this morning so I could check all the horses in my care (8 at the moment) and make the 2 hour drive to Portsmouth to catch the 8.30 ferry. But low and behold there was traffic on the M25. I don’t know why the sat nav sent me that way, and I dont know why I listened to it. It’s 20 miles shorter along the south coast road, and there’s always traffic on the M25, especially at that time in the morning.
But hey ho here I am at last waiting to catch the 10am, which is a much more civilised time. But with winter coming the working day is shorter so the earlier boat I can catch the better.
This whole week has been manic. I shall be glad when Sunday gets here.
I’m not looking forward to the crossing, it’s been stormy and will probably be choppy :0( !
Here she comes, better go…….
