Introduction


Can each day be headlined by a word (or two) and represented by a single sentence?

Will they, in turn, weave together to form a tapestry of the year?

It may be more mundane than momentous, but it’s mine to share.

Tuesday, 11 August 2015

Bon Voyage

Took the elder daughter up to Newcastle Airport to embark on her mammoth return journey to Mongolia via London and Moscow, not arriving in Ulaanbaatar until Thursday morning; our drive back home was considerably shorter via the A68 (having sworn off – and at – the road-works on the A1 western bypass at Gateshead) even taking into account a stop at the Brockbushes Farm Shop (at the A68/A69 roundabout) where we decided against picking our own gooseberries but enjoyed a Panini and coffee.
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