@AliceA - I’m sorry - I forgotten where you’re going!
Izzy, I am putting my self in a carehome
it reminds me of the Arthur Ransome book, We did not mean to go to Sea.
I was looking for a place for first respite, somewhere where my husband would accept. I was offered a self catering studio at the bottom of the garden. Quite out the way.
Unfortunately this was taken on a permanent basis but I was offered a room in the back.
My husband brightened at the thought and says would be a holiday together, it is a lovely place. I found myself accepting. What I started to plan has grown like Topsy.
Being in the actual house has meant meant far more preparation than being with the fairies at the bottom of the garden! It turned out as well the policy is for two week stays
Who knows, but it will be an experience, it is small with a wide range of residents. So I raided the bank!!! Next time time? Prison? Three meals, some one keeping an eye on us, no bills. Wardrobe supplied, any takers?
Enjoy your time at the Abby xxx