From the the land of traffic cones

I've turned into a fat overeating of bad food alcoholic. Such is England and family. We are having a grand time, although we've struggled at times. There are just so many family people to see. 

Generally the weather has been shite. I hate English bathrooms.  I am missing my full flow very adjustable shower. Four people in a hoarder one bedroom house is difficult. 

I shouldn't complain. All is good, and I've kept a keen eye on your posts, but missing you all.

I've just come inside after watching kids bouncing around in the street on a pogo stick.