Halfway Home

My Dear Princess and Dear Fellows,

It is now TWO YEARS away from Edinburgh. 

It's a bit rubbish really. And it is all my own fault. I probably should have  done more in my new city, explored more, seen more, eaten more, all that stuff. 

I'm not homesick, exactly. It's more like I just haven't committed to my new location yet. And when I'm home in the flat, not surrounded by Kiwis, I kind of forget that Stockbridge is not outside my window.

It doesn't help that I still have a load of Edinburgh stuff in my Facebook feed, am currently watching a Kevin Bridges concert and am about 32 episodes in to the entire works of "Taggart". 

Mind you, it is not just me. Caro misses Edinburgh a lot too. Don't get me wrong, Wellington is a lovely city but you are not in it, and that really sucks. 

Having said that, I suppose all I have to do is watch the next "Fast & The Furious" movie to catch up with how you are all doing. Things have come to a sad pass when Vin Diesel reminds one of home.

S.

p.s. Also, it is PISHING with rain today. Look at it. Just LOOK at that rain.