It's been a great few weeks as a Noisy Decent resident and the time has flown by. But like all good things it must come to an end. Normality must resume, Ben must come home, the standard of writing must go up, and I must go to Dorset.
But I'll look back on the time here fondly, remembering the happy hours spent with Ben's toys and friends, collecting birds eggs and running in the long grass.
It's been a pleasure.