March 31st – From River Mud to Thermal Spa’s. South Woodham to Budapest

1999:  Mum didn’t seem too enthusiastic this morning – she muttered something about not having to be to work until 9.00 today.  Great – more time to play then. After half an hour of kisses (eleven to be precise), pulling off the covers and shouting “up”, jumping on the bed and clambering all over her, she eventually decided to get up!  Went to Edon’s for a little while and then Nan picked me up.  I was very pleased to see her, and when we got home Bomper was there too.  We went for a walk over the river to see all the boats – and the mud!  Then we went to Asda and had lunch there (actually in the restaurant this time!) Pa and I had great fun playing in the garden – we built ramps for my cars and a ramp, which I walked along pretending to be a tight ropewalker. Have been a bit boulchy today (so they say) and ended it by smacking mum in the face.  The next I knew I was whisked home and put to bed, with milk, but no story.  I was tired anyway.  See if I care.

2019: Happy Mothers day from Budapest. Have facetimed mum a couple of times from this amazing city and told her to bin off anything else she has booked and come here! Have spent the day at the thermal baths and spas (after running back for my trunks) and had an amazing day. Mums really into all the organic and natural health stuff so lets see if this has settled my crohns.

#eating #parents #grandparents #cars #playing #budapest #cities #thermalbaths #aunatural #chrohns #IBD #autoimmune #southwoodham

 

 

 

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