...I'm back.

The scene at the airport was almost too much to bear, Pops was red-eyed and teary and Ma was covering my face in a million kisses. As I get older it gets so much harder to have to keep leaving them behind. But it was my choice to make a life for myself here, and that is something that I need to accept.

So here I am, back in Blighty, living my life.

I'm afraid I won't be writing even a half decent post as my buddy persuaded me to stay out way past my bedtime last night in order to imbibe ridiculous amounts of red wine, and consequently, today I am less than useful and I feel as though my head is jammed with cotton wool.

But I need to give huge thanks and praises to my Guest Bloggers - Boy, Bubs, Papillon, Singe and Moonchild, thanks guys, you rock. You had me laughing, crying and thanking my luck stars - I couldn't have asked for a better bunch of bloggers, or friends for that matter.

So now the sappy stuff is outta the way...I need hair of the dog...anyone fancy a pint?

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