My parents left the UK for Canada today.
I'm still a bit miffed at the amount of time you have to spend at
Heathrow just because an unworkable plan got hatched in some uninhabited
heads. So we join a 250 metre line up and look for water bottles and
hand cream to throw away.
The flat is a bit emptier now and the dog is getting sulkier as he
starts to realize that they're not coming back.
The Eternal Gaijin
Lost Somewhere in Wandsworth, London
"Words Cannot Describe What I Am About To Tell You."