After eight weeks and twenty three hours of travel..i have stumbled through the front door of this humble house after trawling through vast hotel lobbys eating with thousands i seam almighty small at this moment..my body is still in flight mode and i am sure i can still hear the aircraft engines ringing in my head....if i can hack work tomorrow i will know that i am truely home...in the mean time time to unpack try and eat English food...sort out the mountain of panty washing which needs doing and the sorting of the huge pile of books photo's i have gathered along the way.
Because the internet was so slow in certain parts of the far east i have alot of catch up within these pages and do hope whom passes this way are in fine fettle and form.