After about 100 miles of our second attempt to go home- somewhere in the vicinity of Milton Keynes- the phone rang again. It was the carer. The electricity had failed and the house alarm was beeping. I directed her to the fuse box and told her to fiddle around but it wasn't working- so I suggested she rang Mary...or Jenny... or Jo. I'm not sure quite what happened next but Jenny eventually texted us to say they'd got things sorted.
We stopped for lunch at Northampton and I got to take a look at The Eleanor Cross at Hardingstone- one of only three of the original twelve still in place. .