Returning on the 6:15am flight - Belfast to Stansted - we make the last leg of the journey on the 123 bus, pulling up opposite the house with bated breath, craned necks and saucer eyes (well they would have been but for the 4am alarm call after a 1am Fintona style finish)
Damn! No portaloo evident. BUT!! there's no building on the side anymore. Hurrah! Get in and rush to the back door to find outside loo intact but rest of 'Lean To' demolished and lying in the garden.
When did this occur? And where are they now? No sign, no call, ooh Nooo! Has it all gone wrong already?
...... It is Bank Holiday weekend. BUT WHERE ARE THEY?
Fear! Excitement! More fear! And the realisation that the first step is done. Road ahead - bumpy? smooth? - whatever! It's happening! (after 10yrs procrastination. )
C'mon Rok - don't let us down - we've told everyone how brilliant you are and how professional! And we have recommendation jobs for you!
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