Well, back home again. Oh joy, to massage our throbbing feet, to bathe in hot water, and to lie down in our own beds. Also- HEY! where've my walking boots gone? What, finished, you say? Perish the thought! We British never stop! What-ho, toodle pip and all that blither (hehe-blither)
but I definitely think I'm going to miss the walking every day thing. Ah well- Even more foot/leg torturing walks to do...
Why not next year?
No- even better- TOMMOROW!
Oh Damn...
By Wilf
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