On the way home…

The return journey is the hardest. Leaving others to manage as best they can with the vagaries of age and illness.

Leaving home is a thing we all do and seldom consider the consequences.  The empty nest is lonely and even bleaker when the distances are so great.

Or as Neil said Young not me:

“Now I won’t be back till later on

If I do come back at all

But you know me, and I miss you now”

Of course I will be back in June hopefully for a better visit

And then there is the carpet. First is Manchester which looks like some sad floor from a 70’s kitchenette.

Followed closely by JFK which may be reminiscent of the blandest of the bland.

This is going to be the start of a new series. Airport floors and their impact on the traveller.

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