One Year in England

Today marks the one year anniversary of the last time I arrived back in England, I’ve been here ever since and that is probably a new record for me. I’ve not even left the two counties (West Midland / Staffordshire) I can call home more than twice.

The 29th of February was the last day of normality for me. I had traveled over to Dublin on an overnight coach, I had a McDonalds coffee overlooking O’Connell Street, I ticked off The Silver Penny ‘spoons (my last ever new ‘spoons?), I parkraced at R...