A little numb, of not wanting to leave behind unfinished work, yet I am certain with the beloved company from old days, I will hit the ground running the moment I reach Luton.
But its a pensive feeling right now, as I look out at the pretty blue sky and pretty autumnish sun shining over Warwick.
Perhaps I've grown too attached to Warwick. Too attached not wanting to leave; not now, not in a year.
But to the land of Guinesss and Pierce Brosnans! And erm...elves?
Uncle T
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