Last Line From Scotland

This is my last day in Scotland for some time. I am flying to Palma tomorrow to meet with George and Michael (hereafter George Michael) and sail to the caribbean with them. Its really excting and really terrifying.

I had a rather ace farewell week in Edinburgh, thanks to all my friends who let me sleep on their sofas and to everyone else who just made the effort to come see me. I was going to write eloquently about what it was like to leave. And the fear of the unknown. But i dont think there is much point. My next post shall be from Palma (if i get my act together enough to write one), and from then on i shall try and work on writing properly. On explaining myself and the world around me. .

Now i just want to say thanks and bye.

I must down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea's face, and a grey dawn breaking.