is not long enough..... Good morning on day 7 of 13 back in Toronto, having left in haste in January 2020, to beat the looming Brexit deadline....FFS! I know I promised a blog mid December, but I do have time to write to you this morning, so let's go! Here's the thing, If time travel was indeed possible, I would rewind to the early days December 2019, NOT book the removals and decide to stay 'warts and all'. I'm very clear about this change of heart. The 'come for one year only' was a trap...

our old home Day 5 in the city that sleeps quietly and yes, I woke way too early again! I remain hopeful that night 5 is the one! I'm sure it's not the time difference by now, no it's adjusting to the dulcet rumblings of the concrete jungle and building HVAC system, which appears to have language all of its own. Strangulated pipes and faulty rotors springs to mind, needs some oil and a good bloody kick! It does rather sound like a helicopter struggling to take off. Noise sensitive me doesn't...

Today a lady on my Facebook page asked me, if I have any regrets moving back from France earlier this year? I don't and I don't have to think twice about that. Sans Regrets. Of course it's taken a few months to settle in and for my nerves to calm, but I almost forget I was ever there on a daily basis now. Yes, I do miss 'things', especially my lovely kitchen, dressing room, that huge bath and of course cheap quaffable wine......but truly, thats it. I guess if I had to drive a distance a lot,...