We are expecting visitors from England very soon so the excitement mounts. My Grandson and his partner are coming to visit for a few days. they are stopping over on their way to Malaysia where they will attend the wedding of a friend. The day finally dawned and my son was very excited and didn’t want to be late at the Airport. So two hours before the flight was due to land a taxi was called for and they set off. Arriving an hour early they decided to go for a coffee and got so caught up in the Airport that in fact they were twenty minutes late in meeting our precious guests.

Finally what seemed like hours later they finally arrived home having endured the ride of a lifetime with one of our taxi driver’s. It was lovely to see them after a few months I was really missing them as well it was nice to hear some English speaking voices. My daughter in law does very well with her English language but nice as it is it’s not the same as a real English speaking person. Call me biased if you must but the dulcet tones of my grandson and his lovely partner was a delight to my ears. We sat on the veranda drinking black tea and sweets and caught up with all the family news. As well as being presented with some lovely Dutch treats as they now live and work in Holland. I would have loved to hoard for myself but manners prevailed and we of course shared them. Under duress I might add.

The following day my daughter in law’s sister arrived for a visit as she was anxious to meet the children as she referred to them. It was decided that we would go to the beach in spite of the fact that there was a 9 point 4 gale blowing. My grandsons partner wanted to at least be able to say she had swam in the Caspian sea. So yet again a taxi was called for and we all squashed into the car which took us as usual at great speed and discomfort to the hotel which we always preferred. We were ushered into an open cabin and tea was ordered. After the braver of our party decided to at least dip their toes into the Caspian I of faint heart stayed where I was being battered by the wind was one thing risking life and limb was quite another. When they finally returned we decided that it would be wise if we moved ourselves to a closed cabin where at least we would be able to eat our meal in peace.

Our guests had planned a trip to who knows where so the following day they left us and traveled to Baku where they would stay with my step granddaughter over night and the following morning would board a train which would take them to Ganja where they spent an interesting day and returned by train the same night. the only disappointing thing for them was that they really needed more time than they had planned. On their return they then spent a few days with us just idling away time in the garden they were fascinated with our animals we had two Mediterranean turtles as well as three kittens a Mother cat and of course my beloved puppy. Whose antics become more exasperating by the day. I do make the excuse to myself that as she is still a puppy it is license to do whatever she likes but we do have to curb her more mischievous endeavors. I have to admit so far I have failed dismally. It was a sad day when our two intrepid travelers had to leave us they were on their way now to Malaysia leaving us behind with the promise of photos of this Malaysian wedding. They were sadly missed.