Back to reality

It all went so fast, one minute we were winging (as opposed to whinging LOL) back to Blighty then it felt that a few minutes later we were soaring back to the Prairies, we got back yesterday and its hard to believe that so much has happened in the last 12 days.

I wish i could put into words all the experiencies and emotions of going back to our roots and meeting up with all the people we left behind but i wont even try, coz i know i could never do it justice. It was a fantastic whirlwind visit, everyone overdid the hospitality everywhere we went and we are all eternally gratefull for that, like i said, words just cant describe it but at least i can throw out a few thank you's.

Thanks to my Mum & Dad for letting us stay at their place and for not letting us put our hands in our pockets (paying for anything) for the whole 2 weeks. For not minding when we came in at about 2 oclock in the morning, and leaving the inner garage door open so we could get to the beer in there. For taking us out for meals almost every night and not complaining when we said we would be there at a certain time and didnt turn up till 2 hours later. And last but definitely not least, for the bottle of Glenmorangie which all my nearest and dearest know is my favourite single malt whiskey.

Thanks to Claire, Andy, Colin, Tracy, Leo & Faith (the Staffy puppy) for just being there but especially for meeting us at the airport, buying the kebabs, letting us steal Leo for a few hours whenever we wanted. Special thanks to Faith for reminding me just how sharp a puppy's teeth are. Oh yes and thanks to Tracy's mum and dad for not laughing at me when i tried to park the VW on the side walk and couldnt get one of the rear wheels up, then stalled it.

Thanks to Clare & Andy for inviting us to the wedding and thanks to Alan for the directions. By the way Jan was so proud when you opened the Cross stitch present in front of everyone. Also thanks to Alan & Pat for buying the fish and chips when we went round their house.

Another thanks to Mum & Dad for taking us all out for a meal on the last but one day (and i mean all of us) there was Mum & Dad, Jan, Luke & I, Claire & Andy, Colin, Tracy and Leo, Rob, Cath (My cousin and is partner) and their kids Jen and Martin. It was fantastic to get everyone together. Oh yes and thanks very much Rob, for telling my kids how i punched your next door neihbour in the face and broke his nose when i was a kid, hehe only joking, it was a good story though and he really did deserve it.

Our last thank you must go to the unidentified drunken yobbo in Kings Heath for providing the entertainment on our second day, he was off his head in the town centre and started fighting with another drunken yobbo and got a bottle over the head for his trouble. The police officer was holding the bandage against his head while the yobbo was trying to roll a cigarette.... Classy !

All in all it was great visit, i know i dont say many good things about England but it was nice to go back, its not such a bad place i guess (to visit anyways) but trust me when i say i was glad to be back on Canadian soil and even more glad to be back home in my own house and last night i slept so soundly................................

So what next......................

Well i carry on where i left off, i have rekindled an old hobby which i hope some of you out there will find amusing or should i say refreshing......................

More stories and pictures to follow.....................................