Sunday, 17 March 2013
Where's the Diazepam?
It's 5.15 and I just woke up to the sound of rain hard on my window. I now have to get up, pack, take a taxi into the city and stand in that rain before travelling on coach and then ferry for ten and a half hours. Why won't New Zealand stop following me? Everywhere I go, New Zealand seems to be there too! Where's Britain? Where's my bed? Where's my Diazepam, right, I'm going to need that.
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Hannah just imagine New Zealand as a big brown dog, right are doing that? picture it in your mind. Now welcome to my world.Thinking of you, have safe but damp journey followed by your new dog.
ReplyDeleteDon't envy you that journey. Bet the plane back is looking very attractive! x
ReplyDeleteSafe Journey home.... hugs.
ReplyDeleteSharon x
It's the final part of this adventure, lovely girl. Focus beyond it so you remember that it's time limited and know that you are immensely strong and gifted. Soooo looking forward to seeing you back at the Dingle :-D
ReplyDeleteSue xxx