at 5.35 am on a Sunday morning.
A quick trip on the Heathrow Express
(preceded by a "How Much? 18 whole English Pounds?
I've been away to long").
So I got to my mums at about 8.30 - after a typical
painful trip across London.
Surprised her. She didn't know I was coming.
She couldn't look at me for about 10 minutes after.
Then showed, ate, jumped on a train to Denmark Hill
to meet Little Joe.
He was well impressed.
We then went to the pub to watch the football.
Even Tosh and Tim turned up.
The usual games came out.
Jay's big head and Tim's little one.
Bundle.
And in come the girls.
Then off to Stoke (31/2 hour drive) to see the
wedding venue.
Wiz was well impressed.
He even did a little dance.
And this is what I was back for. Flown back by
work to pick up a few awards at D&AD.
Too many to handle.
See you in 6 month. Love you.
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