Journey Through Torrential Hell

On journeys like this I wonder if it’s preferable to be alert and conscious when I die, or fast asleep. ‘It’s better not to look.’ Sound words of advice from my husband who has a fixed stare out the front window. Better not to look indeed. Although the aquaplaning and curtains of water make for … Continue reading Journey Through Torrential Hell

The Journey Back to China

Getting off the plane was a relief; we had been blessed with sitting in front of a massive plonker whilst in the air. The man behind my husband insisted on sticking his big fat clown feet all the way under the chair as far as they could possibly go, so that when my husband peered … Continue reading The Journey Back to China

Time to go home…

After nearly 6 weeks of relative freedom, we were called back. School was gearing up to restarting on… Well we’re still not sure on what date. But sometime soon… maybe? What we do know was that we need to be in a position to be fit and well and able to teach back in the … Continue reading Time to go home…