Well I’m back in the UK after more than a month in the States. I arrived yesterday but was utterly thrown by jet-lag so I just went to bed. I awoke at silly o’clock this morning in total confusion as to where the heck in the world I was. It actually was really quite unnerving for about a minute.

My luggage has been lost again so I am luggageless once more. The lost luggage call centre told me in Indiglish that my lugge would be “arriving this morning thank you.” That would have been reassuring had it not been 12:50pm when they told me that. Eventually I managed to get through the the courier company who couldn’t locate my luggage and later I learned that they have also now lost it in Wales!

This might not be as bad had I not needed to repack my stuff and head to Essex where I’m going to be on hand for my brother for the next few days as his wife died suddenly last week. It seems so strange to write that, I never thought I’d be writing that kind of sentance until we were both old men. I find myself cursing the fact we live so far away from one another. In American terms we’re not far at all, but as anyone who has driven in the UK will tell you, the 250 miles between us is much different to 250 American road miles due to the motorways and traffic that will be on them. It’s easily a six hour drive.

I still have a couple of posts from my trip to make that will include some pictures. I’ll post them here retrospectively.