Home, James.
― This morning after a lovely night out in Canterbury for our best friends birthday we headed back home by train in time for Alex to be back in time for work. You'd think an early start after a night out would be awful but it's all made that bit bearable with good company, beautiful scenery and making a stop in London town. It was a sunny, crisp very cold day which calls for leathers and furs. When waiting for our train back to Winchester to leave from London I got an email from the lovely people [...].
