Re-entry

It was a long drive back down to Dover and after Nottingham it was just a slog down the M1/M25/M2. I was buoyed-up and cream-crackered at the same time.

Fog was rolling in over the headland when The Principal and I walked around the circuit. How my shins muscles ached from carrying those bloody windows bloody miles in Sheffield.

Our house is in the top right corner of the thumbnail.