My last day in the UK for a few years and the inevitable goodbyes from family and friends. I went to my parent's very friendly church this morning and was surprised how many people there wanted to give me a hug goodbye and pass on their best wishes. To them I was heading for a strange, distant land - to me it's going home! Then there have been a number of phonecalls and e-mails from others [including this doctored "goodbye photo" from my brother Andy as his crazy family!]. I don't find "goodbyes" very easy, but I accept they are important and, of course, it will be hard to be away from loved ones for another 2-3 year period.
Looking back on my 3½ months in the UK, I'm quite pleased at all I've managed to get done. I've had lots of meals out, travelled on 20+ trains, seen a Premiership match, an American basketball match, a large family reunion, holidays at Micklepage and Longleat Centre Parcs, two West End shows, a nativity play, a birthday and a Christmas. I've driven a car again, been to the cinema, cleared out my flat in Wootton Bassett, visited the Thames Barrier and flown to the Isle of Man. I've also met up with pretty much every friend and family member I'd intended to. And this is despite three visits to Accident and Emergency, 18 visits to the local clinic, 6 injections and two ear syringings! I certainly can't say it's been a dull trip!
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