What's Next?

So arriving back in Newcastle, back to my old bedroom was a weird thing... weirder than I even imagined. Its amazing how we all regress to our teenage years as soon as we cross the threshold into our mam's place!! Why is that? Why is it that now I struggle to communicate further than a grunt? Why is it that I now spend my time locked up in my bedroom watching MTV? Why is it that I suddenly lose all domestic skills? Unable to wash a cup, or operate a washing machine? ... I guess its a phenomenon we will never really understand. Lets just say, this trip home was a text book case!

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