So I'm laying in bed 4000km from home, no wife, no kids no dog. Attending a funeral is never fun, celebrating a life is better. It provided a chance to renew ties with family share a memory or two or three and to have the great taste of English ale ( and Welsh ales too Derek) but as much as I have had a good time it is time to go home. I dont belong here, I feel out of phase. In 8 hours we head to the airport for our goodbyes, well intentioned " till we meet again soon"and hugs , kisses and a pat on the back. I could stay for as long as I want, welcome have I been made but.... It is time to return to reality. Wheels up at noon..... Thanks Geoff, Alison and the girls, till we meet again Derek and Carrie good luck Deb and Philip.
Beth I'm on my way cause as Dorothy said " There's no ace like home"
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