To say I am a little worried about Nigel is an understatement, but I am trying my best to stay calm!
Yesterday morning I went to wake him, only to find his bed already made, his pyjamas neatly folded ……. and his best t-shirt with the dickie bow on the front gone. I felt sick to my stomach (and have only managed a few sips of tea since).
Then I got a text with, to be honest, not enough information at the beginning and far too much information at the end!
This was shortly followed by a picture of him at the station at the top of the road …. which if he changed at Wolverhampton is a direct line to London!
And then a little later after that came another picture of him, this time sitting in first class train accommodation. I just don’t know what to think …. and I know I shouldn’t have pried, but when I looked under his bed there were pictures of Carol Vorderman and what looked like an official and posh looking envelope of an invitation type nature …..