A couple of weeks ago Greg and went on a weekend trip to Stoke-On-Trent, where Greg’s family lives and where he spent the first days of his life.
Because I have been really busy since we got back I haven’t had time to update on the trip until now.
We had a wonderful time seeing Stoke, the places that Greg remembers from his childhood like his house and his school and of course to meet Greg’s family and friends that he hadn’t seen since he was a little boy. It was such an experience for me to see the places I have only heard about from Greg’s stories and to see him reunited with his family that he hasn’t seen in more than a decade.
Here are some snaps taken during our weekend in Stoke:
Now the time is 1 am and I am sitting in the kitchen waiting for my baking to be done in the oven.
As Greg and I are taking the coach up to Stoke-On-Trent tomorrow, I thought I would surprise him by making him his favorite Norwegian “buns” for the road, as well as some fresh bread rolls.
I thought it would take about one hour, so I started about 9.30 in the evening. But I underestimated the time it would take to make two different doughs, raise them and have them bake.
So our planned, lovely evening watching TV and enjoying each others company has turned in to Greg sleeping upstairs,and me having an evening in the kitchen into the long hours of the night. Not that I should be complaining, I have had quite a nice time down here in my own company, working on my baking skills. There is something quite peaceful and therapeutic about baking. It does allow some time alone with your thoughts, plus working on a little “project” is always nice. And now it seems that it was all worth it, because unlike the bread earlier in the week, this batch of baking looks like it is a success! (woohoo)
I do feel a little bad that everytime I try to get together a little nice surprise such as baking or a delicious meal for Greg, I somehow end up turning it into a long ordeal, and taking away from our original plan. I guess time management is an area I should try to improve on.
Before my baking session started today Greg and I went to Westfield here in Stratford to buy what we needed for our trip. I have been missing a backpack and a thermos on our previous excursions (day trips in reality) so I finally got that.
Greg kept laughing about how proud and satisfied I was with my new shopping, but I find such joy in getting little new things I have been wanting for some time.
Be sure I will show you pictures of it during the trip.
Now I am exhausted from a long day, and we have a bus to catch in the morning, so its time for me to say goodnight and go to bed.
Wishing everyone a good night and a great Easter holiday!