325/365

Getting out of the shaky box in England, total confusion as to the time and day. Sitting on a train in my jeans, big coat, shoes and big jumper realising that everyone else around me was in shorts and little summer tops. Staggering vacantly down the road and into bed. After some sleep driving down the pretty spring roads to home. Catching myself thinking; 'it's all so small and cute'. Oh dear. Delighted to be back in church and singing I cannot tell. Debriefing with my Brother and telling him about my Ferris Bueller style week. Finally sleeping after the strangest day.