Hi James and Lisa, Matt here,
We had an interesting incident last night, and we're really hoping you can help us clear it up.
We decided we'd return to Horley for a night on our way out of the UK, to do washing and have a proper shower etc. So last night we drove into Horley at 9:30, and when we got to the house all the lights in the house were off but we noticed a car in our regular parking spot. We parked and grabbed armfuls of washing and our bags and went to the door. We still had the key from our last visit, so we unlocked the door and went in. Rachel called "hello" and got no answer. She then noticed that some things were different.
The furniture had been moved and the bowl of fake fruit on the table had been replaced with a flower vase. Confused, she started upstairs while I carried the stuff inside, and noticed mens pants hanging over the railing. We'd turned on the light, as the house was completely dark.
Out of the darkness of the bedroom Rachel heard a voice.
Not hearing what was said, but having heard quite enough, we turned tail, grabbed all our stuff, turned the light off, locked the door and dashed back to the motorhome.
We watched the house after getting back in the van, and saw the hallway light turn on for a bit, then back off. We drove away a little scared that someone was there sleeping.
Our phone has run out of credit, so we have no way of calling whoever was inside and letting them know that it wasn't a home invasion... well, it kinda was... but we weren't malicious, and we were just as terrified as they were.
We're not sure whether it was Robin and Mary-Lou inside, or someone else.
Anyway, we're wondering if you'd be able to give them a call on the house's landline and let them know what happened, so they can get some sleep tonight.
Thanks very much, we miss you all heaps,
Love, Matt.
Mum emailed back and let us know that it was dad's aunt and uncle who owned the house and that dad had called to let them know who had broken in. They have requested that we post the key back and we intend to do so with a very long apologetic and thankful letter.
Still a little shaken from the previous nights events and having spent a restless night in a Horley public carpark, we headed for our last stop in England: Battle. The town is known for the phrase "if there'd been no battle there'd be no Battle." They are, of course, referring to the Battle of Hastings in 1066 which occurred on the hill where the town now stands and saw William the Conqueror defeat King Harold and seize the English crown. William erected an Abbey on the sight of the battle, with the altar marking the place where King Herald was killed, and the town of Battle developed around it.
Our visit there occurred on a warm and sunny day, the perfect weather to be wandering around outside. The audio tour did a great job of describing the battle, including sound effects and pointing out where things occurred, and created a great atmosphere to be able to imagine the scene before you.
We enjoyed a lovely outdoor lunch at Pilgrims Rest, a quaint cafe in a 600 year old building just outside of the Abbey gates, and celebrated our time in England. We had £21 in cash left and ordered accordingly, bringing just £1 in various coins home with us.
A short drive on brought us to
Dover, where we caught the 5:55pm ferry with P&O. The trip was pleasant enough and lasted 90mins, an hour longer than our trip on the Euro Tunnel over but also considerably cheaper. The ferry deposited us in Calais and straight onto a motorway. We headed to Equihen Plage for a night in our first Aire, camp sites provided by local councils for motorhomes for a very small price.
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