James and Larisa

Larisa is James' Russian Mum - that is what she has told him and what Larisa says, goes!

Last night and today, our time has been punctuated with his name being heard many times, issued forth in the delightful sing song voice with Russian accent, usually with the threat of an imminent hug! I will miss that.

We have been in York all afternoon - we left here at 9.15 this morning and after detouring via Bury to go for breakfast and collect the gang, we have either been travelling by car or walking around. So much fresh air. So much walking. Am so tired.

I have said my goodbyes. I hope to them soon - it was a wonderful week.

Now, curry, beer and sleep.