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I have seldom been so happy to get home. This is a relief. All is well here, my suitcases not yet unpacked are in the spare room waiting and I have made a decision. That could well be my last cruise. Lots of good things lie side by side with horrible things...and I’m casting an eye on the excellent local hotels for my next get away. Three people have called to make sure I’m alright and I am, having slept like the proverbial log. But I suspect my days wandering the planet on a ship are done. Two old friends have arrived with food and drink...the stair lift is working well and has been very busy this morning . My lovely cleaner took down all the cards etc and the house is warm and tidy. That the cruise fell a bit flat at the end is probably my fault but just now my adventure urge has gone....going into the village may be the height of my day...but I am invited out to supper later by a very old friend.
The stair lift is working , several people have checked that I’m home and happy. God is indeed in this heaven and all’s well with my world.
Alleluia!

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