Hello everyone! So nice to see you all again! Hope you are all tickety-boo (that's 'well', in English)

Arrived home a few days ago and yes the funeral went very well thanks. It was very moving and the service was lovely. So nice to see everyone again, too. Even if under such sad circumstances.

I hope you haven't been up to any mischief since I've been gone! Come on, look me in the eyes, you look at bit shifty

So nice to get home and to pick up a paintbrush again, too. Feels like an age. How odd it feels not to paint now - uncomfortable. It reminds me of all those hotels you have to stay in, when you're travelling. And everytime you leave, you kind of feel like you've left something behind. It's like that with me and painting now. A very odd sensation. I started a new little watercolor, can you guess what it is? I've tipped it on it's side, just to confuse you

Any idea? Of course you have. Now turn your head back!

Met so many funny, friendly taxi drivers in England. One, who claimed to be a talent scout and used to be on tour with the band 'Queen' Hmmmm! What do you think? The second told us about the day his flat-mate came-out as a transvestite. By just walking out of his room wearing high heels and a dress; he said he got the shock of his life. Still his best mate though, which is nice.

And what about flying? Well, I haven't flown, I realize, in almost 20 years. I guess one of the reasons is I am scared of heights. But you know, it was so beautiful above those clouds. I was mesmerized. So much so, that somewhere along the journey I forgot to be afraid! It felt like we were riding through heaven.

In fact, my son said: "So where is heaven then?" in a cynical voice. "Well I guess it's higher up then!" I'd replied. "What; up there, in space?" he said. Can't say I really had an answer to that. 

But the clouds and of course Swiss mountains were trully awesome. I would've taken a photo, but of course you have to switch your phone off. Or as my son said: we'd be crashing to the ground "until there was no flesh left" Boys eh!!

But English food! All I can say is "Yummmmmm!" I'd forgotten how gorgeous it is. I don't know why English food has such a bad reputation. English breakfasts are heavenly, as is fish and chips. You should try it.

There was a distinct difference in the running of everything travelling from Switzerland to England, where in England there were far more people everywhere, and nothing was very punctual or particularly tidy. But I'd forgotten how friendly the English are. How they love to chat about anything. I've missed that. Of course it was great to speak English again.

Traffic on English roads is phenomenal though. So thick with traffic, you feel like you're trying to wade through treacle. Of yes, that reminds me, I did have some treacle pudding and custard. My son had a ball of mint-choc-chip ice cream. It was a ball or bomb, because it had been covered in chocolate then left to go cold. He was strangely silent, whilst eating that............so was I..........

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