What a Fortnight

An eventful couple of weeks has come to an end. Now it’s the weekend and a chance to catch my breath.

My days of not working had to come to an end at some point and this is the end of my first week back in the workplace after almost 18 months off.

Before that Dani was over visiting his UK family and we went to a wedding in Norfolk. Our friends Phil and Sarah had a fantastic day and lots of people turned up to celebrate. The groom is a fireman and arrived for the wedding on a fire engine. But this was no ordinary fire engine. It was a beautifully restored 1931 Leyland Cub. It goes without saying that a certain little lad loved it. We all did.

At the wedding party the little lad kept going till almost 1am in the morning. Then he collapsed into a deep sleep before we could even undress him.

On the way back we visited an old friend of mine from my college days. I lost touch with Gavin while he was working in Germany but now he is back in the UK. As it was (more or less) on the way back from the wedding location we called in to see him and his family. It’s at times like this that you realise how old we are getting and it is a time to reflect on a couple of things: Why do we leave it so long to get in touch? How the hell does time go so fast? Time. The great enemy.

Gavin’s kids are grown up now – at least compared to Dani – but they still had a big box of old toys he could play with. Needless to say, Dani really enjoyed himself and even demonstrated his “super gecko muscles”.

 As if all that wasn’t enough the UK just had another general election that surprised just about everyone. Blimey! it’s getting as bad as Spain!

I should probably update the About page. Where am I going to find the time to write now? I will just have to try harder.

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