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.
Thursday, 24 December 2015
Driving Home
The more you drive a route
the shorter it seems, so the trip back up to the North East was a breeze, aided
also by the words of Chris Rea echoing in my head – “Driving home for
Christmas, Can’t wait to see those faces”.
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