I’m back home. It feels nice to be back. But I’m already finding my home town grey and boring. That’s why I travel.
I’ve been back nearly a week. I’ve caught up with my family and most of my friends. It feels great to have seen them.
The weather was good when we returned. Nearly as good as France. But now it is grey and raining.
I have quote a few things to do when I am back home, and I’ve got stuck into them.
Life feels good.