Oh how I miss him when he's not here...he's nearly 22 now and we get on so well together. He will be home again in 10 weeks ready for Easter.
The two and half hour journey this morning was a bit grim...quite a bit of fog on the motorway. I helped him unpack his stuff and then we went to the Pizza Hut for lunch.
The drive back was much better, and the fog was completely gone. I have just put on a load of washing and am now about to have a lovely cup of tea and then it's pj time and a catch up on stuff I have on record.
Oh how I hate saying goodbye
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