HOME FROM HOME FROM:
I miss the gently undulating terrain of Worcestershire.
The green, the yellow, the distant hills inviting us.
They call to the restless wanderer in me & this unquenchable
desire to drift, to see what happens – chance encounters
on the road to unplanned. It was tough to leave today, choked up
behind the wheel. Don’t get me wrong, Essex will be forever in my
heart. It’s just that I realised after years away that the Midlands
is in my blood. I’m a slow learner.