The last leg of the flight home always takes my breathe away(.maybe that's because i am taking photos on my mobile phone which,apparently at any moment can mess with the computers on board and bring the whole flight to a screaming halt.)did i just say that out loud?
but it does.
just look at that.
is it no wonder when inner city tourists fly in to the Sunshine coast they swear they don't want to leave....
maybe i shouldn't have returned.
but i came for a very precious parcel.
First stop to my mum and dads for a cup of tea and pick up the Volvo and head to see the family.
For the next four days I'll be in cognito as a mid 70's bowler.
How kids grow so fast.Its wonderful.My beautiful niece Izzey playing me a few tunes she has learnt on the violin,and yes,Hot cross buns was one of them.
isn't it amazing how that song has lasted over the years.
rubber collection
a true O'hara..
then to Jakey's room for show and tell.
this is where he channels his dad...
please don't grow up too fast whilst I'm away....
beautiful dinner with the SIL and bro and off home to a big warm cosy bed at mums..
I'm definitely home..
x
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