It's all about Food & Feet!

​The last week before leaving on any long trip is always a little bit manic! This week was no different, but added to the usual mix of work, (home)school and packing we also squeezed in a BBQ Pizza night with great friends, a mini MK food tour with Darren; The Urban Motorhome, and a couple of appointments for a nasty foot injury! 
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Baring in mind our standards have slipped since March, home schooling started off really well this week! On Monday George's new teachers sent him a letter introducing themselves and asking him to write back. He worked really hard to produce a lovely letter which answered all their questions. 

Our week took a bit of a complex turn on Tuesday afternoon. I'd spent the early afternoon making and proving pizza dough ready for a socially distanced pizza party with the lovely Marchants.  10 minutes before his bast mate Alex arrived, George's bare foot had an entirely predictable "coming together" with his scooter.  

After reminding him of all the warnings I'd issued over the preceding 3 days, we drugged him up, and RICE'd it assuming he'd sprained it and enjoyed the pizzas, wine and great company.  The next morning he came crawling on his hand and knees for our usual snuggle. As he struggled to stand I decided we needed a trip to A&E. 

It was odd going in to the hospital when it's so quiet. But we both put our masks on and I piggyback carried him from the carpark to Childrens' A&E.  We were triaged really quickly and sent for an XRay. Within an hour and a half we had it confirmed that George had a nasty sprain, but a couple of weeks of rest, ice and elevation and he would be back to normal (except wearing shoes when riding anything with wheels).

On Wednesday, Darren and his motorhome arrived. Back in February, he and Steve had had several conversations weighing up the various pros and cons of different restaurants and burger joints. They hatched a plan to try out some reliable favourites,  and although the Covid-19 crisis delayed the plan, they never forgot! 

On Wednesday we took Darren for George's favourite 5 Guys burger! Thursday was all about German Donner Kebab, and Friday before we left Milton Keynes we had to make sure we visited Caz Bar.  It was all delicious, but I think it has took two days to emerge from a meat coma.

Friday was quite dramatic, the Caz Bar trip was nearly cancelled! At 11.03am I was sat at the dining table filling out Covid-19 Declaration forms for our entry to Spain, surrounded by piles of "last bits" that need taking out to the Motorhome, when a Milton Keynes number called me. After staring at it in horror for 10 seconds I actually answered it.  A lovely lady from the fracture clinic was calling me to check in on George and explain that the consultant had reviewed his XRay and spotted a fracture 

We had a lovely chat about managing the next couple of weeks (more rest, ice and elevation) and she suggested that he needed a nice sturdy pair of shoes to support the foot as it heals. I explained that we are leaving to go travelling for 6 weeks and would make sure that while we are away we find him some new shoes as he only has a single pair of sliders that still fit him. She didn't judge, she probably has her own feral lockdown children.

By 11.20 we were at the fracture clinic having a boot fitted. We left at 11.52 complete with new boot and walking practice! We were home less than 1 hour after receiving the phone call. Our NHS is amazing. 

Thankfully we arrived home in time to join Darren and the boys for Caz bar. Steve and Darren both had the world famous CazBarBurger, which I understand is all the meat and some breakfast bits precariously balanced in a big soft roll. Harry opted for a "normal" size burger,  Eddie and George had their usual Chilli, Chips and Cheese, and I stuck to my favourite Peri Peri chicken salad wrap.

After lunch I finished the Covid forms, the boys helped load up the last items in to the motorhome and finally at 3pm we rolled off the drive with our fingers crossed that we haven't forgotten anything.

Lynds x