Firstly don't feel you need to comment - I've been so rubbish that I don't deserve any. Out last night and then a really dodgy tummy in the night. I thought I was going to have to stick Adam on the bus. Anyway I got him to Heathrow a bit early in the end and we had to get a drink and a sandwich at the 'genuine pub'.
Three GT:
1. Really proud when the boy marched confidently off and I tried not to blub too much.
2. A stray and very old Bisodol tablet in the bedside drawer that let me get back to sleep after 2 hours of groaning.
3. Fab friends to meet him at the other end.
I like this.Was trying to figure out if you did a collage or it was just there as it is. I really like it. Great angle, the words in each square...interesting.
Worry doesn't help either.....you will feel better now he has actually set off! Always remember Anthony going to NZ for a year when he was 21....never been away from home before, never flown & he had to fly to Singapore on his own & wait there for 12 hours on his own til his friend caught up. I was on edge but he was fine , he went to the zoo & had some trousers made! Probably told you this tale before! Adam will have a ball! Nice mix of words!
