There are risks in going back somewhere - reminders of how life used to be; how relationships with people and work have changed. I needn't have worried because there was inevitable nostalgia but it marked a new episode in my life - I met people as "me" not as "us" and I faced one of my constant fears - meeting people. Thankfully my friends were <a href="http://pigyard.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2016/09/northants-visitsep16.jpg"><img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-3926" src="http://pigyard.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2016/09/northants-visitsep16-225x300.jpg" alt="northants-visitsep16" width="225" height="300" /></a>warm, welcoming and interesting. I really enjoyed myself.

There were many highlights and I'm not going to name all those that I met for fear of embarrassing them but my drive down to Kings Sutton for a meal at the<a href="http://www.whitehorseks.co.uk/" target="_blank"> White Horse</a> was very special. The company was stimulating and the food was very, very special. A night to remember.

No matter how much I enjoyed being away it's always good to come home to the house - warm, welcoming and airy.