The diary of an unconventional Army Fiancée: the first 6 month tour of Afghanistan. From attempting to become a domestic goddess, not increasing by two dress sizes through eating cakes and crying, becoming a semi pro "athlete" hmmmmm ok or just being able to run a mile (either or…), DIY and yoga. This is me VS 6 months without you......
Previous days posts are listed here if you just can't get enough....
Thursday, 15 November 2012
Until February..... Day Six: homeward bound, tears and pizza
Today started with a breakfast for one set up, you know you have
made it at work when you join fellow “business people” eating on their own
And then it was so long Edinburgh – as the train left I
spotted this beautiful place and I want us to come back here after Afghan?:
Had a slight moment though when waiting for a connecting
train…. Went to Costa ordered a soya chai tea latte (standard) burst into
tears, nice lady sat me down asked me what’s wrong and pathetically I said that
the last time I had this coffee you were waiting for me with it at the train
station. I hadn’t actually appreciated how romantic that was especially for you
and so I’m thanking you now for A) getting me a lovely hot beverage B)
remembering my favourite drink C) Waiting for me on the platform
I was collected from the train station by my now “regular”
taxi driver Rodger – he is officially the best taxi driver ever! We chat about
life and put the worlds to rights, this is what taxi journeys are all about,
Rodger I salute you:
Then I had a good old catch up with a good friend of yours,
we are signing up to join his team on Tough Mudder… shit!! We best get our
asses to the gym this shizzle looks bad ass!
Although I feel you may be saying something along the lines of:
Pappa Peace the collected me for a dinner date a la pizza
express with the roomie too, obviously I had a thin base pizza because I’m on a diet…… yep clutching at straws with that one:
On the way home we found this Christmas wonderland and ice
rink…. I am tempted to get my Torvill and Dean on with the girls next week
(update of injuries sustained to follow)
Christmas came early to with this cheeky delivery, much love Santa:
Oh annnnnnnd project get your singer songwriter to come to the Norfolk
massive for your welcome home party in May is in full swing… I tweeted him; he
ignored me, back to the drawing board…… if at first you dont suceed and all that jazz!
Well it's nearly been a week since you left and on the possitive... it's now a week sooner for you coming home. Until tomorrow, goodnight fit one xxx