Friday, February 27, 2009

It’s terrible…

…to think about it, but I might just be happy!

This move home has been fantastic. The guys I am working with have a level of professionalism that I didn’t know existed. There’s no drama, just stuff to get done. No one is panicking, rushing around all dramarama.

I am eating far too well. But my running is going great. I can ride for hours in the bush silence…birds & fleeing kangaroos aside.  I actually feel good about stuff.

It’s good to be home.

Thursday, February 19, 2009

When I were a lad…

…chocolate was a special treat. Birthdays, “Star Wars” being broadcast on TV…stuff like that. This evening, just prior to bedtime, my mum delivered to me, about half a kilo of Cadbury’s Dairy Milk Chocolate & a pint of cold milk…as a nightcap.

Changes…