A brief break in my old haunts then home again, home again, jiggity jig

After the tour it was a change to have a good Sunday roast with my parents and a very comfortable bed to sleep in that night, but no rest for the wicked, as they say, not that I consider myself wicked of course. Bright and early Monday morning, well not long after 9am, I wentContinue reading “A brief break in my old haunts then home again, home again, jiggity jig”