So many thanks to my wonderful family who bent over backwards as usual to make it the best trip. Also to my fab friends, I know I didn't see you as much as I would have liked but it is always so much fun. I think retro-ironic trips to Outlaws should become a regular gig. Special shout to Holly and Matt, I finally got to meet their little sweetie, Katelyn June (more on that in the next post). Thanks to Mike for coming along, it would not have been the same without him, we had such a good time together and hardly fought (yah!). The post could not finish without a special mention of my little Jemma - still trucking at 14 years of age, and, as Laura pointed out, probably one of the only surviving dogs from our collective childhood pets. She is so cute. So old.
It was sad to come back to England and back to work. I laughed when I read my last post about being on nights and arguing over pizza orders, cause that's pretty much what is happening right now too! Speaking of which, some nursing to be done. Over and out...
PS - Jessie - Love your milk jugs, baby!
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