Monday 11 June 2012: Home From Rockness
Almost home. As in I got to the front door, I even touched the door handle - and then I realised I didn't have a house key.
When, two hours later, I was granted entry (after putting my tent up in the back garden to use as a hide out) all I wanted was a jam and peanut butter sandwich...
I didn't appreciate the artistic significance of the jam reflecting how I felt. I was just bloody annoyed.
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