And so another visit home draws to a close.
It’s 6.40 (a.m.. Eeek!) and I’m quickly writing this as I enjoy a bowl of porridge and a cup of coffee and allow the morning sun and the simple act of sitting up to awaken me. Last night, as is usual, I had my traditional attack of the blues…I’m always sad to leave here. I’ll miss my family, and my friends and our cat. I’ll miss midday lunch bickering with Minimus and zipping through to Inverness for lunch and the Carisbrooke pub quiz, and just having time to see friends and catch up with them. It has really been a lovely visit home, and I hope I get back again soon (realistically, though, it’s a four month stint….won’t be back again till Christmas in all likelihood).
So it’s shower time, and car packing time, and off on the road. Down the A9 to Perth and beyond, then further, over the Forth rail bridge, to the beautiful city of Edinburgh! Yep, I’m meeting the gorgeous and multitalented Lou, and we are off to the Fringe Festival for three days of shows and fun. I am looking forward to seeing Tim Minchin and Mark Watson and Roy Walker, and all the other shows we’ve got arranged. I’m looking forward to good chats with Lou, and Shelley when she comes along on Thursday, and hopefully meeting up with Jenna and Hebba and Judy and Janey and Gaz. Yay!
Then down to Yorkshire. Then home once more. Then unpacking and fighting the spiders (they will have tried to colonise again, I’m sure). Then a mountain of paperwork and stress and driving on Monday. Then on Tuesday, back to some semblance of normality – sorting my classroom, planning, going to the gym, and seeing friends….term starts in a couple of weeks!
Time to get a wriggle on!