January 10, 2010

• Home!

  We had a lovely holiday, the weather was more or less glorious - though we did have some rain and strong winds but thankfully, mostly at night. Patrick and I had a week to ourselves before my ex joined us for the Christmas week and the three of us had some nice times seeing bits of the island that we love so much. My ex had real problems getting there from Manchester due to the beginning of the appalling weather we are still suffering. He was delayed by 16 hours getting there and a good few hours coming back!

  We all flew back to our airports on the same day and it was the worst weather to be going home in - brilliant blue, cloudless skies and a hot sun. It was quite a different matter when we arrived in Gatwick and then changed planes to get to Belfast! Sooooooooooo cold! We jumped into a taxi, ordered some takeaway to be delivered, turned on the heating and tried not to think about the fact that inside the house with the heating on and a coal fire going we were wearing more clothes than we were at the same time the night before whilst sitting out on a terrace enjoying a drink.

  New Year came and went without a fanfare for us, both P and me don't bother too much with NY celebrations - in the past I've even gone to bed before midnight. For me it wasn't until the Monday after NY that I finally began to get back into the groove. The college started back and suddenly, or so it felt, I was back to planning lessons and organising testing and placement of new students. The weather continued to be awful and many teachers phoned in sick - this was good for me as I got lots of cover (very important when you consider that holiday is unpaid and I'd been away from work for about three weeks). I've had a cold since I got off the plane but I just ignored it and worked through it.

  So another year and my second in Belfast. I don't make resolutions as such - I don't believe in setting myself up for failure! I do plan to finish the Swedish Massage course very soon and then take on few more courses and then of course there is my secret too! I am still unable to say anything but I will let you know as soon as I can.

  People who follow me on Facebook (Birmingham Bear on there!) will know that my poor sister who has had so much to put up with recently due to the rape trial now has the trauma of her son in hospital with recurring brain abscesses. He almost died but thankfully he is making some real improvements and will be leaving the critical care ward soon and going into rehabilitation - he needs to learn to speak and read again amongst many things. I pray that things will get better soon.

  So, I think it is now time to start planning the next trip!

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