Peek in

I finally made it back to Luton, and boy isn't it gloomy. Normally a fierce defender I couldn't help but feel totally deflated to arrive back to a this grey and wet town. Obviously it doesn't seem very fair to compare it to my time in London, but oh what I would give to be back there now. Once I was actually home it wasn't so bad and it was good to catch up with my family. My mood dropped a little again after paying £10.99 for my boots to be repaired, it seemed a lot for a five month old pair of boots that had originally cost £65.
Now it is Good Friday and I have been guilt tripped into staying at home for some quality family time but seem to have found myself home alone. Just my luck. I cant lie, I am slightly resentful of being stuck in with episodes of "The city" on repeat and copious amounts of tea. I'm starting to climb the walls.
The only thing that has slightly cheered me up today is this quote I heard when I was watching about my fourth episode of "The city". In the immortal words of Diane Von Furstenberg "Absence to love is like wind to a fire. Wind will blow out a flame but will ignite a burning fire". Quite.