I am sitting in LAX typing this. I have no cellular service, and there doesn’t seem to be any free wi-fi, even at Starbucks. It is 1.36pm Pacific Time, and my flight leaves at 4pm. I am due to arrive in London at 10.40am Thursday, which is the middle of the night here in Los Angeles.
It is possible that by the time this actually gets posted, I will already be in London.
Weddings do not get to me at all, but funerals and goodbyes have me blubbering like a scolded child every time.
Economic necessity requires this move. It is possible that I will be back, at this point in time there are a lot of options and choices to be made.
I have learnt in life to never say never, and now is no exception. Where will I be in six months time? Almost certainly still in London. In a year quite possibly. Beyond that, who knows?
That perhaps sounds strange coming from someone who likes to make a plan ‘A’ and then plans ‘B’ and ‘C’ also, but I also like to keep those options open too.
One thing is almost certain though. As I am not aware of there being any Wifi on the flight my next posts will be from the Old Country, from Blighty, from London.
In the US I have often heard said jokingly, “Watch out! The British are coming!”
Well this Brit is going… home.
America, I still love you, but for now… London’s Calling. See you on the other side.
Farrah Fawcett, who was probably best known for her role in the 1970’s US TV series ‘Charlie’s Angels’ has died in Los Angeles at the age of 62, with her long-term partner Ryan O’Neal at her bedside.
Her illness was documented in ‘Farrah’s Story’ earlier this year.
She had a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame, which she received in 1995.
So when I came across this link, I found it so absorbing, I just had to share it with everyone. I’m sure you won’t be disappointed.