Donna's Grandparent's

When we arrived in England, Donna's grandparents met us at the airport and took us straight to their home which is located north west of London. They had a room ready for us and have fed and looked after us very well. They are both great people and without their help it would have been much harder for us to settle in. I'm sure we have saved hundreds possible thousands of our Aussie dollars thanks to them.

Each night we sit down to a great meal. My plate always has the most on it and if I don't join a gym soon I will resemble and elephant.

		This is the desk where I setup the laptop. It is in the bedroom that Donna and I share. The chair you can see is possibly the most uncomfortable chair I have ever used. My butt gets numb all the time and I have to keep shifting around. There is no padding under that material, just solid wood. Its hurting as I type.
		Here we have an action shot of Donna's grandfather Ron. He is in the backyard picking up leaves. We really need to get a better shot of the backyard when there are no clothes on the line. It was about 7 degrees out there when this photo was taken. The duck you can see under the clothes is not a real duck, it is more closely related to the common garden gnome than a bird.
		This is the lounge room, its located downstairs. The temperature in here is usually very warm. It puts me to sleep. The bench on the left folds out to become the dining table.
		At the other end of the lounge room sat the Christmas tree. It went up a week or so before Christmas and was down the day after.

Unfortunately we were asked to move on after Christmas so Donna and I no longer live here. We packed our bags and landed on Wendy's door step. there should be a page for the flat up soon.