I think my problem is I worry about not feeling well on a trip. I think we both have done a lot of caring and when we stop and look around - well there's no-one there for us.
We had the car so we could stop when we wanted to for the loo something to eat etc., We were in our own little world and we supported each other. We met when I was 18 and DH was coming up for 21.
I have a friend also widowed who had the exact different reaction to me. She goes away on her own, to London even. I do admire her and wish I could be like her but she is very kind and tells me we are all different. We are the same age.
Like you I have never gone anywhere on my own except for once when I was 21 I traveled home on my own on a train, after spending a holiday with my auntie in Weymouth and once I took two of my sons to Kensington to the Science Museum. I remember being apprehensive on both occasions, so maybe the nervousness has always been there.
Give another trip a go Nannieroz. I did enjoy the trip to Usk and nothing bad happened.
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