Our self-imposed exile from the world has, by necessity, to come to an end today, and we're on our way home.
We've had a great break away; it's been just what the Doctor ordered, quite literally. Both SWMBO and ourselves hadn't realised until we stopped just how we've pushed things this year. Neither of us is getting any younger, and whilst the plan for the last couple of years has been to ease off a bit, we haven't yet found the right balance. These last few days have been very therapeutic though.
But needs must, and we've got deadlines to meet at work tomorrow. We should have time to blog a little when we get home to our whare this afternoon, so stay tuned.