Home.

 The journey down to George and Jan's - my home, took us all day as we stopped off a few times to give George a break from driving. We arrived home just after five so it was getting a bit dark but I was able to see some of my surroundings. The farm and house is a long way down a road to know where so apart from it being a better road to travel on it seems quite as isolated as where I was in Scotland. Although I could see lights in the distance so not quite as remote in that respect.

We took a few things out of the camper van but they said to leave the rest until tomorrow as everyone was a little tired. I helped Jan get a bite to eat while George was supposed to be resting but he went and sneaked out to take a look at what had been happening while they were away. Jan told him off when he got back inside.

Jan showed me round the house after dinner and we got a room ready for me to sleep in, they said I could pick my own room tomorrow when it was light and then we could decorate it to my liking.

It's all strange for me as they have their places to sit and routines that I'm going to have to get used to and fit in to, for instance they stop whatever they are doing at nine o'clock and George makes some supper and we all watch a show on TV. I messaged Irene after dinner to let her know we had got home, also for apologize for not thanking her for buying me the bus tickets. Thank goodness George remembered to pay her back or I would have been devastated. I feel bad for her as it is.