"There's no place like home"

Remember, a while ago when I moaned about losing a very pithy bit of writing, something so profound and electric that it made the hairs on my arms stand up whilst I was composing it, only to lose it when it came time to push that 'publish' button?

Well, it happened again! And, uh yeah, I failed to take heed to all the suggestions and the hints I should have to prevent it.

Suffice it to say, She would have blushed like a 'first kissed virgin' if She had read it. All about my undying (and undeserving) love for someone I consider special, very special

We have a friend Avtar Thiarra Singh, who is a pilot, the "commander" of the Singh Territorial Air Force (sort of like "Dad's Army" only NOT) and he wanted us to experience/see Warwickshire again - since our return - from the sky, so figured I'd share a bit of it with you guys

Sorry about the missing sonnets of "love and devotion" it was really a lot of sentimental rubbish not deserving of sharing at all really, but I had just returned from a most romantic evening and She was seriously like the most enchanting female personage God ever created