Around and Around - 2

It’s time to go home. Not that we want to especially, for I feel that we could keep on going, travelling endlessly around Australia for as long as the money lasts. It’s not even as though we’ve got to that stage when you start itching to get home and get on with some projects; to do something productive rather than just observing and eating. Which I can't say is too bad.

No, the critical point was reached yesterday when I committed that gravest of social faux pas when you are staying with friends: I had repeated the same story. Of course, our hosts Kay and Harriot were too polite to mention the fact, They just responded to my thought as though it was new and fresh, not the matter they had cleared up weeks before when we first passed through.

But Sally caught it and then looked at me. Then I knew. It is time to go home

Great fun, but time to go home.