Just had it confirmed that he returns to Afghanistan on day 156. Every second seems to be flying by at an accelerated rate. It's like I'm not inhabiting my own life again.
I hope they've had a lovely day. The night was riotous, woke up this morning to the scattering of bodies all over the floor and took up bacon-sarny duty again. Fed and watered them and then drove to Datchett with an overloaded car for them to catch the train up to Twickenham to watch Harlequins. Hopefully they should be descending home fairly soon where the preferred supper is a take away pizza.
It was gorgeous having them all for dinner last night. Lots and lots of talk and laughter around the table and then things became a little blokey as C's gorgeous girlfriend and myself got roped into a mess drinking game, and it all went horribly wrong as we thought we were helping each other but the opposite was true. Vaguely remember climbing the wooden hill and greeting the mattress at a very adult hour and today has been a lovely day walking around Windsor in the beautiful spring sunshine and playing denial re forthcoming events. Briefly the horrors of war rescinded.
Dear friend round for wine and chat and lots of girl talk and putting the world to right. R in Portsmouth for friend's birthday. C, H and the rest not back from the rugby so presume much consumption of beer on the way home.
Fellow soldier's Mum sent a message bless her, and I think we're in the same boat
Bless them all.
Speak soon. A soldier's Mum x
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