From Blue to Brown

Dear Ella,

Back home (again) - going away and being away is getting easier - coming home just gets more painful.  Guess what?  You're still not here.

So left the Bosphorus blue waters behind and now back with the familiar shades of the muddy Avon Cut - hey ho, thats holidays for you.  From warm sunny Istanbul temperatures to a wet cold Bristol holiday weekend.  From languid coffee and drink stops, to dashing around getting things done mode.  From unfamiliar astonishing sights to familiar comforting surroundings. From worrying and fretting about Sophie - to hugging and holding her tight.

Half my head says I have been away for ages the other says "was it dream, did it happen"?

It happened, it was lovely, how lucky am I have been, gone and come back.


Why do you go away? So that you can come back. So that you can see the place you came from with new eyes and extra colors. And the people there see you differently, too. Coming back to where you started is not the same as never leaving.” 
― Terry Pratchett, A Hat Full of Sky

Lots of love

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