It had not occurred to me that my uncle would have zero access to the internet (although to be fair, his daughter had given me a head’s-up – it just hadn’t fully registered how devoid of connectivity I would be). I had the NHS chasing me for my Day-2 COVID test, the car dealership asking for my input on car choices, the Animal Transport company providing updates on Scout’s progress across three countries, and 25+ friends and family all asking how I was and where I was and, most importantly, how Scout was. And no way to deal with it.
Thank heavens for a kind next door neighbour who let me sit in her front room and/or front garden and use her wifi on and off for the next 2 days.
But, boy oh boy, people were getting antsy to hear updates (again, the interest centered mostly around the dog). Clearly my one-word answers were not what they were looking for.
All is resolved now, and the lines of communication are re-opened. Scout sits behind me in my hotel room, supervising my work.