Country visits have a way of seeming all sorts of wonderful and romantic when they're written down. And also hilariously cliched; Drinking wine, whilst playing scrabble and patting a cat, Joshua? Really?
We ate roast vegetables and patted the calf, and played board games like it was an episode of Seventh Heaven. There were finches and fairy wrens in the garden , an abundance of family photos and it was super nice to have all three of my brothers around for more than an hour. I remembered what a ridiculously cheap drunk I am (one glass of wine and I was ready for a nap) and was also reminded that I can be terribly forgetful when I added an extra 2 hours onto our trip by having to head back and collect my mobile phone. Woops.