My return home, just like my departure, was very early in the morning. Darrell and Nigel had tried hard to stay awake to greet me but fatigue had overtaken them, however their little note and Welcome Home muffin warmed my heart as I had missed them both greatly.
In a strange way I was grateful of a quiet homecoming as it was a little hard for me to come to terms with the fact that just a few short hours ago I was enjoying the beautiful city of Prague and now ….. I was back in Wolverhampton.
I have much to tell them, as I am sure they have me, and I have a few small presents in my case for them …… I know this may sound a little odd, but as I snuggled down in my beloved bed, I swear I could smell baked beans …..