And so, the three weeks at home have flown by, and I find myself staring at piles of stuff I have to attempt to fit into my wee car, and trying to refine the route back down south (currently “head south” is the plan, I might need to get some maps sorted if I want to make my visits in Edinburgh, York and Leicester!).
I’m so looking forward to seeing Jenna, Kathryn and Jean on my trip home. I’m looking forward to getting home to my little flat, to JnB, to Emmadog and Freddie, to my idyllic village in the rolling green hills. I’m looking forward to CJs with Quirky, to red wine with Fi, to giggles with Rach, to catching up with Hayley and Tom and Beverley and Sarah and Miranda and Sally and Emma… I’m looking forward to hearing all of Sophie’s wedding plans. I’m looking forward to seeing Millillie and introducing her to The X-factor (hey, she loved Doctor Who!), I’m looking forward to going back to BBC and seeing how everyone’s summers have been, seeing how much the babies have grown, hearing everyone’s news. I’m looking forward to congratulating Andrew and Tracey in person and meeting Isobel. But oh my gosh, I’m sad to leave Forres.
I have had such a nice visit. Lots of fun, lots of banter, plenty of time to regroup and chill, exactly what I needed after a tough summer term, and precisely what I needed before the two straight terms of mental I’m about to embark upon. I’ve been so lucky this time, and managed to catch up with most of the people I meant to. Not all, but most.
I’ve loved watching my friends play two great gigs, making ‘hard cake’, meeting some great new folk, introducing people to the wonder of Hairspray, inventing board games, hanging out with the sibs, clocking up plenty of online time (ah, good for the soul), having the time to plan stuff for Canada, Christmas, and the list.
So thank you, Scottish contingent, for an awesome three weeks. Thank you mum, dad, S and P for good chat and cups of tea and the laptop club. And as for my friends? Man, I love you guys. At the risk of going horrifically happy clappy smiley sunny Claire, I am so blessed to have amazing people like you to hang out with and come home to. So, Mr Ewen ‘Love Lifts Us Up…’ W, Mr. Ross ‘I love my friends!’ W, Miss Harriet ‘Rock Out With Your Glock Out’ G, Mr. Andrew ‘Claire can beat me at both pool and bowling;-) S, Mr Eddy ‘Good Morning Baltimore’ G, Bruce the bowling shark, Jeremy ‘Livin’ On A Prayer’ J, Caroline ‘90% Jack Daniels, right now!’ W, Erin ‘The Mummy’ C, Michael ‘Mixtape’ P, Dave ‘Impresario’ B, Sam ‘Toaly’ T, Maria ‘Velociraptor Bubbleatron’ T, Shona ‘I could have gone to dance school too!’ K, and everyone else who has just made this trip home a blast, thank you thank you thank you! I won’t be back until Christmas, but I’m looking forward to hearing of all your successes, triumphs, and comedy moments via text and email and social networking sites and the old-fashioned wonder of the mail. Even though I’m not up here doing my cheesey whirlwind of good vibes and cheeriness in person, rest assured that somewhere down in the very middle of middle England, someone is thinking of you guys and hoping for all the very best for you!
Right, quite enough of this. I have to go pack and start getting excited about the stuff that’s just around the corner, and if I write anymore, I’ll probably start thinking about how much I’m going to miss you all, and that would be a bad path to take. So I’ll leave on a high instead…
Have a great day / week / month all…normal blogging will be resumed once I’m back in little village.
Love, as always,