I farwelled Bookworm at Istanbul airport. It has been a challenging holiday physically, but we've survived and thrived. She will have her own stories. She should be back in Oz as I write.
The flight to London was full of Aussies who'd been at Gallipoli and there were many ANZAC t-shirts and Aussie flag hats and constant talk about Gallipoli and the different tours.
I'm in London now with Luke and Kerstin and it seems like only yesterday that I was last here. A quiet few days. Lovely to sleep in and do washing and only to have to walk to the coffee shop with my paper. There'll be catching up with English friends, theatre and who knows what else. When I got here, Luke was wearing his 2000 JT Jersey. Just to remind me, although he says it was accidental.
I'll add to this as time goes on.