Stuck waiting for the Air Farce to un-phuc itself - again -So maybe I shall spin a yarn about our intrepid heroes - and their adventures in the desert- maybe a few- it will be a long day and I have catching up on here I must do!

As a side note - recent events in my life had made me appreciate you, my friends and family, so much more - @ risk of sounding like a certain patchouli smelling hippy that I love - I really love you all, and miss you all very much. I can't wait to get home again and spend some quality time with all of you.

Crystal blue skies over the roar of the Atlantic - white sand squeaking in protest underfoot as steel-drums woo us, sweet tones wafting past the cries of gulls...mojitos by day and Jameson's by night...the kids oblivious to our oblivion....damn i miss it....

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