Today is the day

Today I gave money to the Language Training Institute who are going to (eventually) grant me my TESOL certification.

Having spent the past 3 years and 5 months trawling the net, boring people witless and banging my head against brick walls trying to find ways of getting back to Scotland, it feels quite strange to be making plans to travel somewhere else.

It is scary, in fact. That little dream of life forever in Scotland has kept me chortling along through some dark, very dark, days.

Hell, thoughts of Scotland (Isle of Skye particularly) got me through 12 hours of labour.

Yes, that's right. There has been a small person following me round and calling me 'mother' for a couple of years now.