I seem to have spent most of last night and this evening looking for a tour that will satisfy me. I may have found one (at last - hurray!). In the UK there are lots of companies that specialise in tours, but the timing means most are booked up for last minute travelling. A lot claim to be good for solo travellers. I guess I'm going to find out (assuming this one is still available tomorrow)!
On a completely different note, I was struck by a song I was listening to today, it reminded me of a time when my W and I were in the car, singing away on the way to her fathers house (to the same song). I can't believe that that won't happen again, all that is gone. It seems so wrong.
I still can't make sense of all this. Perhaps that's the point. There is no sense.
Max
Me 36 W 37 Bomb (Easter 07) Sep (WAW July 07) "It's over" (end Oct 07) T10.5 years, M2 (before bomb)
