I am back in London. Now I love London and I when I get back here
I am normally happy. I take in the noise and the lights the hustle and
bustle. But this time I feel flat. It started last night at Basel airport.
The feeling is rather like having a slow punture, the tyre seems hard
and well but there is a tiny leak and it is going down. I left Wendy at
the barrier and that was when my little hiss started. I wandered around the
airport trying to find something to take my mind of the little hiss.
I looked in the duty free shops at the watches, this in normal
circumstances would have been fun.....no, just that little hiss.
I boarded the plane and I swear everyone was looking at me and
wondering where the little hiss was coming from. I closed my eyes
and was back in Belfort with Wendy, I went back to heaven.
I had such a good time, seeing the sights going shopping and
having a very strange lunch in Switzerland. Even the most mundane
thing became magical, because I was doing it with Wendy.
She is wonderful. She makes me laugh, and when she laughs the
room lights up. She is just so special. I love her.