It's Bloody Cold Living In England

Well we're back. We flew out of Bali and landed in Singapore, where we had to wait 4 hours for the connection back to England. When we finally landed in England it was as miserable and grey as I remembered. It's May for god's sake, and it's bloody freezing. The sky is overcast, and it's so depressing. We just wanted to turn around and get back on a plane to anywhere but here.

So it's back to miserable faces walking down miserable streets in a miserable over expensive country. Great! Oh well, we spent a few days in London seeing Sam's family down there, and then headed up to North Yorkshire to our new home. we are living and working with alex in his new pub, the Arden Arms. It's in South Cowton, which doesn't really exist as a village. South Cowton is the pub and a couple of houses, on a big hill, that's it.

So here am I the city lad, living in the middle of bloody nowhere. It'll give me the incentive to find work and get a life back on track. At least we have the space to consider the future, and what we want to do. I know that we don't want to be living in England, and that the ultimate aim is to escape to another country, wherever that maybe.