I've been to the moon (and back), and that takes a little time these days. What with the hold-ups on the M25, and everything it was all I could do to get back here within 8 days.
I'm not making excuses, honest I'm not.
Okay, perhaps I didn't go to the moon, but I did glimpse the future, or at least my future. And it looks all cosy and homely. Awwhhh. It could be in Spain, or it could be amongst the hills of Yorkshire (or both). Looks good either way. Now I just have to navigate between here and there.
Mind your backs! Moon-trotter (and hopeless dreamer) coming through...
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