Doing the Year In Review thing, where you take the first sentence from the first entry you post each month… I start the year out by getting dumped and finish it by getting smacked in the face by a prawn. In the middle, there are witches and princesses and bugger. But it’s really boring.

Well, belated compliments of the season to one and all. Whatever season you  may find yourself experiencing.

Being at home is hugely strange, and amazingly good. My brother arrived this morning, so now my little family is complete. The parents were so glad to see both of us, and I was so glad to see both of them. I don’t want to stay, although I’m already dreading the journey back, but it’s bloody good to be home for a while anyway. Saturday was spent shopping with mum and visiting my gran, who was also super-happy to see me. We also went out to my grandparents’ farm, which was…

At Singapore. Transitting through to Dubai. Have already stopped at brisbane. I wanna be at HOME! and it’s gonna be about 23 hours from what I can see… WAAAAAAH!

This morning I decided to take a sickie from work because I was tired and not feeling the best. So I called in sick, changed my doctor’s appointment to today and crawled back to bed. Whereupon the phone rang. It was my dad, telling me that my grandfather had died. I still don’t know when exactly. And I’m not exactly sure of the details except that he was out on the farm, picking apples on a lovely November day.