Under the arch, Newcastle

I thought this would never happen.

It seemed like I’d be on my adventures for the rest of my days.

And then, all of a sudden, it seemed like the best option.

Our last stop, Nicaragua, unfortunately just didn’t work out. Underemployed in my volunteer post and with a non-existent social life it was time to move again.

Then suddenly I wanted that move to be to Newcastle. Back home babies were being born. I hadn’t met three people in my own family.

I wanted stability. I wanted normality. I wanted to be back with old friends I could ring for a beer. I wanted fish and chips. I wanted cold, and sometimes even wet.

So I am back here for the time being at least.  Ourwoman follows soon.

Oh and I have my Newcastle United season ticket back.

Now I just need a job. More about that soon.