I arrived at Heathrow an hour early, excitement and anticipation brewing, an hour of patience is all I needed now after waiting 6 months. Thing is, when you’re anticipating something or someone, time tends to stand still, you know, like the ‘watched kettle never boils’ proverb. Waiting at the gate, butterflies in my stomach there were so many faces coming through it was exhausting to look. Excitement turned into concern after an hours wait, the people around me were beginning to happily walk off with their loved ones together and there was still no sign..
Thankfully after a good half an hour of concerned conversations with others ‘we’ (the small group of us still expectantly waiting) were warned it was unusually busy through security, and sure enough a grinning comforting smile caught my eye as Hendrik had made it to the UK.
We were to be staying in a little nest of a caravan at my parents house for 3 months together. Mum provided a welcome dinner and it wasn’t long before we started to settle back in to being together.
Staying on the south coast of England – it’s not the most attractive part of the country, but it is most certainly not the worst! In the suburbs of town it lacks a certain character and yet boasts so much richness in areas a short walk and drive away, this was not our first choice, but it has since provided us with a wealth of memories and adventures – that I feel compelled to write about.
I would be working whilst Hendrik was here, the nature of the work still provided gaps in the day to see each other, sometimes it was a hindrance, mostly it worked out fine – I was worried about the imbalance of only myself working and driving us around however, we found a rhythm and made it work to our advantage, something we are very good at!
I didn’t make too much of a plan for our next three months, although we did certainly sketch out some must-dos. The first week was for settling in and..sleeping.
Despite not being in a New Zealand-esque wide open space, we had OUR space to nest in and began to walk and explore nearby favourite spots of mine.
Let the tour-guiding begin! We spent the first couple of days at an understandably relaxed pace – walking around the nearby Hamble river down towards Manor Farm, a firm favourite cycle route for me, past the famous* oak tree. Hendrik had spent time in the UK before and not seen a great deal, all the more reason to seek out places of interest and give an deeper insight in to my life here – the surroundings, climate(!) but particularly to relate to my family and friends, those important jigsaw pieces, you know.
There was to be a perfect opportunity for this just two days after arriving. I was celebrating my Birthday alongside a best buddy of mine, Vikki. We’d organised a ‘speak-easy /prohibition’ style cocktail party with a great number of friends attending. All on a decorated theme we were dressed up, had the right tunes on and had a cocktail competition between us as couples to create the most dazzling tasty cocktail’s we could! (little did we realise that most would be opting for a creamy variety, which got a little…heavy!) Happily we were joint winners with our South African inspired Don Pedro cocktail. After a fun bit of storytelling from Hendrik I think they were mostly won over by his charm (and accent)! A most excellent evening.
A small group of us enjoyed continuing the celebrations the following day at one of my favourite places to eat in Southampton – The Rockstone. Providing copious tasty grub with huge burgers perfect for soaking up the dodgy cocktail hangovers from the night before.There were a few sites and a few pubs in the older lower end of town worth showing Hendrik. Due to war damage, much of Southampton’s character has sadly been lost through the years after being heavily bombed. There are however a few hidden gems if you know where to look.
Encompassing over 900 years of history on one site, Southampton’s most important historic building, the Tudor House is always worth a visit. We enjoyed a very British cream tea together in the beautiful Grade I listed building. The nearby Red Lion Inn is a Grade II* listed pub, built in the late 15th/early 16th century, said to have 21 resident ghosts! – it is second oldest pub in England, we hung around a while to try and capture one over a pint before heading to the quaint Duke of wellington pub dating back to 1220.
We were mostly treated to the famous British weather for the first two weeks..in it’s full glory. Downpours of rain and a cold wind made the caravan a welcoming nest complete with candles, music and…an Xbox – we were hardly roughing it.
Undeterred by the lack of sunshine we organised a New Forest walk with my good chum Luke, the same Luke I met at Te Aroha caravan park in New Zealand while training to become a Hobbit :). Luke and Hendrik met for the first time at my Birthday cocktail night despite myself and Luke spending a lot of time together in New Zealand, Luke was leaving as Hendrik was arriving as it were. Since settling back in Southampton Luke had a lovely girlfriend Lizi he was eager for me to meet. We had a very chill and fun walk through the woods from the Red Shoot Inn pub, including a pit stop at the south of England’s very own Green Dragon pub! We enjoyed each other’s company with such ease, and I am so happy to say that Luke and Lizi are, since writing this, now engaged!
It was becoming increasingly comforting that Hendrik was getting on so well with everybody and we felt such happiness at being together again.
*famous in the Mann household for being inspiration for many drawings and paintings.
Soundtrack Game of Thrones Soundtrack – ambient mix