The Isaacson clan decided to avoid the bank holiday traffic by arriving at my house on Thursday night at about midnight. The next morning Graham got on with taking the bounce out of my floorboards, and Mum clucked around making tea and breakfast and generally doing Mum things. Aunt Pam arrived with Paul in the early afternoon and were given the house tour then retired to their B&B before coming back for a chinese takeaway.
On Saturday we all headed into town (apart from James who was still in bed, and couldn’t walk around town with his leg in plaster anyway). I took everyone on a guided tour of the shops, with Mum and Pam diving into clothes shops, and Graham and Paul spending a good deal of time in the model shop.
Pam and Paul decided to walk up the Wrekin in the afternoon, so I joined them. The track up the big hill is wide and well kept, so it wasn’t too strenuous, although it did get fairly steep in places. The view from the top was worth the effort though, despite it being rather hazy.
In the evening we all went to Traitor’s Gate restaurant for an excellent meal, then back to the Compasses for some after dinner drinks.
Mum, Graham and James headed north to visit some friends of theirs on Sunday, so I had the place to myself, and spent the day doing nothing, apart from going online.
Monday was equally lazy. We didn’t really do anything except watch bank holiday TV. Everyone left in the early evening in the hope of getting back to Essex before nightfall.
I had a nice surprise on Tuesday, a letter from the Quebec Immigration service, telling me I can go ahead with my application for permanent residence in Quebec. More info on that little adventure here.