Travel notes: the final chapter

Our final stop was in Yorkshire to visit my partner’s goddaughter. We crossed the Dales and for a while were transported back to the sort of countryside we had left behind in the Highlands. We had a fantastic final ‘holiday’ night with a lovely meal, beer and whiskey and lots and lots of wedding talk! (There is so much to organise!)

We stuck to the motorway on the way home and it took most of the day to get to Pluto’s boarding mum – who only lives 10 minutes away from us. He was so delighted to see us and happy to get home and root through suitcases and unfamiliar bags (anything for me?!). I couldn't stop hugging him - we missed him so much!

Since we’ve got back we’ve done lots of wedding planning and picked up a smaller engagement ring (it just looks so dam preddy on my finger…) We’ve also done 84 loads of laundry (I’m exaggerating but only slightly), eaten sausages from Edinburgh and enjoyed using our own bathroom again. We answered congratulations emails, texts and phone calls and popped in to see my mother and show off the ring (and take her some presents).

This was one of the best holidays I’ve ever had - Scotland rocks. But I guess any holiday is pretty special if someone you love asks you to marry them on a gorgeous beach on the longest day of the year ;0)