After all the fun of the new and exciting – new places, new friends – I’ve hit a dip, I think. I’m fed up of hotels, I’m fed up of wearing the same four or five outfits and those being limited by when I can get washing done, I miss my friends, I miss my cooking(!), I miss Coronation Street and Sundays spent on my sofa with the cats. Does that sound like a whinge? It’s not meant as such, really. But if you think I’m on a two month holiday, please, let me disabuse you of the notion!
I’ll be fine when the weather warms up and I have an excuse to buy some new stuff. And when I can get a home-cooked meal. Never thought I would be pining for some pasta with a sacla sauce! Do let me know what’s happening with you guys!