I’m off back up north again today, just for a few days. Tonight, all being well, I’ll be sleeping in my old bedroom. It will probably feel weird to wake up back there tomorrow morning, and I must admit I feel rather apprehensive about it. I keep reminding myself everything is ok; Lyn will still be here when I get back next week. Besides, a visit ‘home’ is long overdue: it has been ages since I visited the old family house, or spent any considerable time with my parents. When I think about it that way, I’m quite looking forward to it. A walk around Congleton town centre would be good to, just to see what has changed during my five years in the big city.