Home…kind of

It’s hard to believe it, but this is still a running blog at heart, despite it being more like a travel blog for the past few months! So my plan is to do a quick life-update here and then, on Monday, to hopefully start talking more about running and less about me/my family etc.

It’s all about meeeee

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about what I want for this blog in our new UK life – I’m thinking about a new name, a slightly different angle and I’d love some feedback on all that, if anyone’s fussed. The world is grim at the moment, I’m aware that my blog isn’t up there with nuclear war, world flooding and terrorism as something you should be spending time thinking about, but sometimes it’s nice to think about stuff that’s a bit less fraught for a while. But more of that on Monday. Let’s talk about re-entry into the UK!

We’ve been back in the UK for just over a week now…and I have to say, I’m flipping loving it. The British weather has been merciful – apart from the odd few hours of scudding cloud and chilly temperatures and one short rain shower, we’ve been blessed with bright sunshine, blue skies and the kind of weather that makes British people smile and talk to strangers. It’s been bliss.


I keep waiting to feel homesick for California…and it’s just not happening yet. I’m under no illusion that one morning, in grey cold November, when it’s been raining for a week and I still have no friends, I shall miss the warmth of the Bay Area and its wonderful people more than anything in the world…but for the moment, I’m really happy to be here and I’m just grateful for that!

I ran this way 

The title of this blog post is ‘Home…kind of’ because that’s where we are. We bought a house this summer off the internet without having seen it. We hoped and planned to move into it a few days after our return last week but our vendors’ new-build house is taking longer than planned, so we are staying with my parents for a month. They live twenty miles south of Marlborough, our new town. This is where I grew up, this is my childhood home. I adore my parents and all five of us get on very well, so it’s a real treat to be here…but we’re also in limbo, waiting for our new life to start.

The best thing about being back, to be honest,is being reunited with Charlie, my darling cat. Charlie flew back to the UK at the end of April to spend the summer with his grandparents. I’d missed him so much. I wasn’t sure how he would treat me when we were reunited – would he run across the garden and throw himself into my arms? Or would he blank me? In reality, he seemed bewildered and confused, he kept coming back to check if it was really me. But reality dawned quickly and it’s been pretty fantastic. He’s spent every night curled up in my arms, as close to me as he can get. These past few days he’s been less clingy, but being together is pretty much the best thing ever.

Despite his glum face, he stayed like this for ten whole minutes purring

We have seen our internet house and luckily we loved it. It’s a little smaller than I’d expected – being used to American sized rooms – but it’s more than big enough for us. It’s full of light, which was a priority, and the garden is incredible! We have never had a garden, and the Husband and I were bowled over by our new one. At the bottom of the garden is a gate which gives onto a little lane, and from that lane I turn onto a farm track and the Pewsey Downs trails (here they’re called footpaths or bridle paths) are there for me to explore. I can’t wait to be in our house. But for the next month, I’ll be practising patience, which is a good thing for me to practise.

I shall also learn patience as I wait for the final series in 2019!!!

We’ve bought ourselves a car…a Honda Jazz, the UK equivalent of my beloved Honda Fit from California.

Her name is Minx. Minx Ramsden.

We’ve visited the Dude’s new school and have bought his first school uniform. He starts on Monday, he’s a little nervous but I’m really excited for him to get started at last.

The Dude and his Grandad just want to play model trains in the garden

This week, my boys rented a giant van and drove up to Yorkshire to the Husband’s family, both to say hi and to pick up all the furniture and boxes they’ve been looking after us since we came to California in 2010. There wasn’t enough room for me in the van, so I stayed home with my parents (and Charlie). The Dude had to sit in the front seat – he was beside himself with excitement. Our shipment from California arrives this week too – we’ll have all our stuff, just not quite able to access it yet. I shall have to keep wearing my road-trip clothes for a little longer.


Whilst they were gone, I hung out with Mum and Dad and got done as many jobs as I could do without a house to do them in. We also ate a lot of cake.



So that’s where we are at the moment. Glad to be here, glad to be with family, waiting for our new life to begin in a month. On Monday, let’s talk more about running, eh?

14 Comments Add yours

  1. ErinAMG says:

    Happy you’re home (kinda home, that is) safe and sound 🙂

    1. Cathryn says:

      Thanks! I shall def be homesick for Cali this weekend when you guys are all racing and brunching together.

  2. gracechua31 says:

    It’s good to be sort-of home! Yeah, I know how it is to be in limbo waiting for your life to start – hang in there! Only one more month.
    1. Is that a cake shop? That is the most adorable cake shop I’ve ever seen.
    2. Your garden has model trains in it?! I know a little fellow who would go wild for that…
    3. Are you teaching this year?

  3. Angela says:

    It’s always nice to come home (even if you’re leaving somewhere you love)! Super excited for you to have your own new house, because I am feeling sort of the same thing as we wait for ours to be done. Let’s geek out together on decorating and such. 🙂

  4. Jen says:

    Yay Charlie! 😻

  5. Laura says:

    What a cute cat! He looks really happy to see you!

  6. Rachel says:

    I fully believe there’ll be grey days in November and it will rain non stop for a week (frequently), but there’s no earthly chance you’ll still have no friends! And we’ll darken your door🤗. Hope Arthur loves his new school on Monday, we’ll be rooting for him. x

  7. that should be a huge change from California to UK. I moved from Europe to Canada ten years ago and it’s a complete different story, culturally speaking. Planning for any race? Cheers, Vic

    1. Cathryn says:

      Just signed up for my first one…can’t wait. We loved Canada, such a great country. Such a hot prime minister 🙂

      1. runningvic says:

        not when you live here, not so hot anymore, lots of laws not so great for Canadians…

      2. Cathryn says:

        Oh I’m sorry about that. He’s still cute though 🙂

  8. bt says:

    Welcome home. We missed you yesterday!

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