Home again, home again, jiggety jig

We left St Helena on Wednesday morning and arrived in Northumberland on Wednesday afternoon... a week later. We had a lazy couple of days on the RMS St Helena which I failed to take any pictures of, then four days on Ascension Island before an overnight flight to RAF Brize Norton and six hours on a train. Oh and a bus, two taxis and a minibus.

 

George Town, capital of Ascension Island is a tiny community with a hotel, a handful of houses, a food shop and a great playground.

The charity shop is open for a couple of hours twice a week but furnished J with a hat which we forgot to pack, the boys with some sand toys and Tall Girl with a dolly called Rina (the Ballerina).

The little museum has an WWII jeep which you are allowed to sit in and plastic turtles to find and exchange for free post cards.

And Oxford Station has an M&S Simply Food with soft fruits, something we have not set eyes or taste buds on for ten months! Poor little Big Trouble had to ask me what these were and was too suspicious to try them.

He remembered these though and scoffed the lot!

More Ascension adventures to tell you about another day, but in the mean time we are shopping, eating fruit and Indian takeaway and overdosing on BBC2 and Channel 4.

Gardeners World, oh how I have missed you.

It's good to be home.

xx