Well, I firstly apologise for anyone reading this thinking there’d be an improvement on my potential daily diatribe. Unlikely. Very unlikely. Switch off now, is the Doctors recommendation (the original, not the reboots and not Disney ‘New’ Doctor).
I’m sat on ‘that balcony’ again in Ovacik, Türkiye, pondering and remembering what’s gone on in the last 24 hours’ish & trying to put virtual pen to virtual paper.
Ve-ery different this year for us. Jane & I are here, as we have been for the third year in a row (thanks to our wonderful friends), loving the place & the people.
That’s where there’s a difference. This will be the longest we’ve been just ‘a couple’ since around 1996. We had Scooter (beautiful dog girl) and a vast menagerie, before stumbling into having a kid in 2005.
So I am aware. Loads of folks will have experienced this and will be ahead of where we are, as Charlie isn’t with us.
He’s at home. “Alone” (very unlikely). He has the house to ‘mind’ for a week on his own, and our favourite son, Toby (dawg) has been strategically re-sited for the next week or so, and has been given full access to all surveillance available (there’s a lot!).
“We are relaxed. We are confident. We are”…well, that’s the mantra. He will be fine, in all seriousness. It’s us as parents that are constantly adjusting to the ‘letting go’ phase (which I’m told by my Mum, never ends).
There’s a freezer full of ‘ping’ food. A cupboard full of pot noodles. The brewshed has been boarded up. All other accessible vehicles have had the distributor cap loosened. He’ll be fine.
He did get up to see us off the premises & thank you to Noz for the handover & taxi ride to the airport – very much appreciated!
The rest of today has been a breeze – flight on time & good, transfer (Ozgur Eser, Blue Lagoon is a legend), and now we (me & a Tuborg Filtresiz, as Jane is now in bed), are settled on the balcony writing this.
There may be more of this written effluent. There may not. As always, it just down to my head.