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Farewell California, Hello England
... to spread out, settle in, put on a movie and sleep for hours. Only once or twice did we look to the back of the plane at what would have been our fate... the cattle car... and felt guilty... before stretching out and falling into peaceful slumber. Sometime in the wee hours we were roused to frantic calls for a doctor or medical personnel. Crisis avoided, no emergency landing required. We arrived to London in good ...
Birthday Boy Crumble
... washing up.
English chocolate even in Mars bars, is fantastic.
We came upstairs - Sarah is going to see her new niece today - and we sang Happy Birthday outside Nik's door. We realized he in fact isn't home - likely out to uni handing in his eassy - and felt we looked a bit foolish for it but he'll come home and we'll have crumble tonight at some point.
I came upstairs and finally wrote out the history while of course also watching ...
Homemade Bread
... needs a good hoover: project for tomorrow I'm thinking. So tomorrow is going to include the write up of the History - which come to think of it may make for a good second draft of the letters, a hoover and wash up of dishes, grocery shop and cooking for Nik's birthday, the itinerary, and hopefully a polish of the Kit which someone creative will need to look over - darn thing is 21 pages long.
Lots of Bristolian love,
Flickerkite (Kite)
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What is it about guitar players?
... with a splice of writing a reply to my grandfather. I won't actually send it till I get to London to make sure I haven't missed anything, but I'll get most of it done I think.
At lunch today I made my chicken curry soup, sans actually chicken, a little more liquid than usual but equally as tasty. Nik came down to keep me company for a bit of it as he gathered a bunch of ice to keep his drink cool. Lots of ice. Out ice cube tray isn't the best of ...
Phase 6 Day 1
... a further 3 miles. The last part of the walk today took me along a lane which climbed high above Wotton and then contoured along the side of the beautiful valley, surrounded by wooded hills. The view from Walnut Tree Cottage which looked out across to Binley Farm was stunning. The Farm was encircled by fields and woodland where the trees were just coming into bud, the lanes were a riot of colour from the wild flowers, violets, wood anenome, aconites, primroses, ...

