For anyone reading this, please bear with me. I'm going to be publishing blogs at random for a bit. They will jump around, and most will not have been written at the entry date. Coming home is a tough thing. Your adventure is over, and you're dying for you own bed. You've met (and re-met) all sorts of great people. You've had new adventures, seen things you never though you would, and, for better or worse, done deeds you did not think possible. Both the good and the bad. The consequences of both are still not known. As for Monkey, he was there for the good, and fortuneatly absent for the bad. He's asleep in the seat next to me. Probably dreaming of Puffins, Minke Whales, Arctic Terns, Eider Ducks, and lots of cows, sheep and
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