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And we’re back…. 

Back from the summer holidays, back from Brussels, back to school for the kids, back to college for me & the husband. 

The return from my annual trip to Brussels heralds the end of the summer and the start of the new school year. I had great plans for the summer – projects to complete, blogs to write, home improvements to get cracking on. I did none of it. Instead, I had a staycation in Ringsend, a couple of camping trips in our new tent and a quick trip to Utrecht. I went to lots of gigs, played a couple of gigs and saw a couple of musicals.  

Some of my friends are back too. Around Covid times, almost all of my besties moved away to far flung parts, but during this summer some of them came back – from UAE, Chili, New York. I’m so happy to have them back around. I also reconnected with an old, old friend and it’s great to have her back in my life too.  

And now it’s back to the grindstone. I’ve had a slight change in direction in my college course (Immersive Media Production, how are ya) and so exciting times ahead as we settle into our new routines and new adventures with new and old friends.  

It’s great to be back.  

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