Hanging...

OK, so I landed in the UK yesterday, drove straight to the hairdressers and had my mop chopped (a bit too much was taken off but considering I used to have my head shaved I can definitely work with it) then scooted on over to Majestic Preston for some wine that you can't get in France which my lovely mother will bring over on her next visit out to see me and then headed home, had a quick Facebook sesh and then headed on over to Emma's for pizza and cider.

Oh to say it was a struggle to decide to go out. We were in Emma's conservatory. It was raining out. It was grim. I was tired from travelling all day and Emma was tired from a Thursday night sesh but we made a pact and we went out...for one. We both knew that we would go for one and it would either kill us or it would makes us want to stay out and play. It was the latter.

Sarah and Kelly joined us later in the evening and we drank, and we danced and then we drank some more. More and more people started to come out, people that I hadn't seen in ages and people that when we bumped into I forgot how much I liked/missed them. When, after 22 hours of being awake and travelling etc I decided to call it a night I hugged the gang goodbye and then went to get a cab. Only, I had a missed call from Boardy (whom I haven't spoken to in a while) and we chatted and I inadvertently walked half way home in the rain before getting a cab. I got home at fourish and just remember sitting on my bed (which is fucking amazing) for ages just chatting....to myself. I was a mess.

But it was a good night, and it made me realise just how much I love my home kids, and how much I miss them.

I have spent the rest of Saturday moving from my bed to the sofa watching DVD's and the TV and just generally having a nice time. I am just starting to be able to feel and function like a human being again and I am about to get ready to go out for dinner avec la mummy which is always exciting. And then I have to arrange a couple of hot skype dates for tomorrow before heading over to see the grandparents.

I'm a busy little Frenchie, what can I say.

I am excited to go back to France as well. Being at home has made me focus a little more on what I want to get out of being over there so it's time to go and put this plan into action.

I travel back to au Francais on Monday so if anyone wants to come and keep me company at the station on Monday morning it would be amazing.

Love and stuff

P.S. Tonight I am going to try La Grille Vouvray to wake me out of this hangover depression.