Ok so it’s fair to say I’m jumping on Craig’s bandwagon as I figured his would make some pretty good blog content. That and I was worried about him all by himself. Honest. 🤔😬

So here I am sitting in row 13D of EasyJet EZY74 to London Luton… row 13…. And not only that but the flight attendant has just been to tell me that I am in charge of the emergency exit door. OH MY ACTUAL GOD. In the words of Dad’s Army….. Wu’r doomed.

I made the final decsion to come with him at about 9.15am and he was leaving at 10. 🤦🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️🤔🤣 should say here that he is going to pick up a new car. So we agreed that the worst case is the car is dreadful and isn’t for us and we have to fly back home.

We have the kids next door walking and playing with the dogs and their Auntie Claire checking in on them too. 💜 I can’t see green cheese me.

This is super exciting and gives me so much more to write about than a food shopping and sitting at home all day.

To be fair, it also seems a fairly COVID risky option…. The airport and flight have zero ventilation. There are so many people with masks around their chin or just over their mouth and under their nose. It’s not that hard really is it?!? Social distancing seems to be a thing of the past. The odd person remembers to do it but it’s easy to forget.

Breakfast in Starbucks cost is £24.50. There are obviously gold flakes inside our toasties that we just can’t see.

Maybe we should worry a bit less now as we move to endemic stage and away from pandemic. But it’s no less lethal to some people than it was yesterday I guess.

Oh the guy next to me is now listening to stuff without headphones in. Naturally. Jeez people are hard work eh?!

Craig is up front languishing long leg space class. What he doesn’t realise is that I got long leg space in my cheapy row 13.

I should say I’ve just had a whole cup of caffeine in my Strawberry and Vanilla Oat Latte. Uh oh. It’s hard to remember all my self imposed rules when I’m ordering a coffee these days especially in an airport for the first time in a whole lotta years. We actually can’t remember the last time we flew…

The flight is half empty….

Oooh got to go watch the safety spiel in case I’ve forgotten what to do.

And we’re off!! The first bit of Rambling Sloth ever written during takeoff!!! 🛫🛫🛫

There’ll be no photos as the windows are all steamed up, just like my glasses. God I hate that bit when the plane sinks in the sky…. Doing it now. 🤢 and just like that we’re up in the clouds.

I used to be absolutely petrified of flying. She who likes to be in control of everything cannot control a plane. ✈️ I never let it stop me travelling but I did try all forms of travel sickness medication from pills to wrist bands and then I decided to fly to Australia in 2004….. on my own. That kinda cured me. I did take a very mild prescribed Valium but that was more for the sheer terror of getting divorced, being made redundant, buying a flat and furniture and deciding to rent it out…. Then deciding to use the redundancy to visit family in Australia 🇦🇺. As you do. I think the caffeine is evident in that never ending sentence 👆 😬😆

Oh the man behind me is now snoring his head off. Least there are no screaming kids yet.

The sun is shining up here and the sky is very blue. Makes me hope that our destination is somewhere hot and not just London Luton. 🤣🤣

I’ll shut up for now and go and read my book… the main behind is proper snoring snorking. Maybe my book will drown him out.

As I read…. I cast a quick look around and I stand corrected… no one is snoring. The guy next to me is listening to something that sounds just like it but I think it’s an engine revving over and over again. Could he really be watching a motorbike 🏍 ride?!? 🤦🏻‍♀️

Just over Manchester now at 32,000 feet and at a speed of 400 miles an hour. The Rambling Sloth at its fastest speed yet. 🥳 just about to start the descent already. Honestly this is the way to travel. It’s cheaper than the train and has been so fast. So now he seems to be descending pretty fast as I’m sliding out the seat. My sinuses feel like they are imploding and my ears are popping like fury. It’s 5C and sunny in Luton.

And just like that a baby cries. 😆

Landing gear down. Always a joy that… that last moment when you think something might be wrong…. and landing. It’s cloudy and misty outside.

Well we lost 2 hours of our day trying to get the payment to transfer. I suppose we would be mad if the fraud team didn’t care that we were transferring a lump payment but we had phoned in advance to ensure it would go through. We’ve been standing outside in the freezing cold for about 2 hours. Could have been raining though!!

It’s 3pm and we have a 6 hour 22 minute drive ahead of us. I’m really glad I’m here though. I’d hate him to be doing this on his own.

You know you are pretty far south when you see a sign that suggests Birmingham is in the North. 🤷🏻‍♀️🤣

Only 5 hours and 25 minutes to go!

We stopped for food at the side of the motorway and now we have 5 hours and 40 minutes. Go figure.

Stay safe everyone ♥️♥️♥️