A Visit to the Homeland

(Initial Warning - I get quite sentimental when I go home, so beware of mushy-ness)

      Sitting in the familiar dining room drinking hot chocolate never felt better. I've been back in Cornwall now for a whole 24 hours now, and I don't realise how much I miss it until I return. Then it hits like a brick wall. I'm sure this awareness is similarly felt in other situations, as well in other people; we're all here at some point.
     Today I'd like to take up a small portion of your time to promote one of my favourite websites, Musicovery. It's great for discovering a new tune or two, and it caters to an individuals specific mood and preferences. An acoustic heaven. Check it out: http://musicovery.com/
     So the 18:03 Paddington to Truro pulled in at 22:36 last night, and as sad as I was to be leaving dear Finnigan Rayment, I couldn't avoid the inevitable smile that emerged when the parents came into view, faces beaming and arms open. A big shout-out I think is in order to my homies Sian & Geoff, who provide the rest of the family and I constant entertainment as well as food, love and other essential things.
      Today has been explicitly boring in hindsight. I only left the house during moments of vital importance, for example to travel to The Shed. For those who aren't aware, The Shed is a place of awesomeness where hopes and dreams are formed, constructed and destroyed simultaneously. It's the equivalent of a mini-paradise, where all are welcome; the weary traveller, the hard-up Fish-Monger, and just about anyone and everyone. That's not an invite however. One must earn their right to enter The Shed.
     I think the above weirdness illustrates perfectly the mood that has been produced from being inside all day. A shame because we've been having some beautiful weather, all around the country. Bright sunshine in Lancaster, London and Cornwall. Of course rain will occur in the near future; we do reside in the UK after all (for anyone not residing in the UK, my humblest apologies).
     Because I'm in such a good mood it feels only opt to ridicule somebody, and that person is Finn. I took this rather hilarious photo of the front cover of a magazine he may have been involved in (and by may I mean definitely). I didn't have the heart to make it fully public on FB, so here on this most private of blogs it shall be revealed. Enjoy:

Oh Finn, you player..... :D
     Ollie