Greetings once more.

Tomorrow (or later today if you don't work with my "it's not tomorrow until I've slept or accepted that I'm not going to" system) I leave Lancaster for Devon.

Not exactly for good.

I've already arranged (well at least figured the dates of) my next visit back in about a months time.

But from tomorrow I'll be a resident of somewhere that yesterday was three hundred and fifty odd miles from where I lived.

This is going to be interesting

Leaving Lancaster certainly has been.

My prefered method of leaving is to have someone turn to someone else three weeks later and say "You know, I haven't seen Elf for a while."

Which has caused a little stryfe.

But then I've had practice at letting things go.

Now it appears I may need to practice being let go of.

Which isn't a bridge I particularly thought I'd be worrying about crossing.

Still.

I suspect it's time to attempt some sleep before I start the oddyssey (how do you spell that word???)

Though I'll leave tomorrow I won't arrive in Devon for around a week.

I'm something of a fan of the scenic route

Be well. If well you would be.