Homeward Bound

Well sitting in the lounge waiting to be called for my day in a plane. Still don't know how the carbuncle gets off the ground but looking forward to my Ikea bedroom. It's at times like these u need a Kane to cry, 'hand grenades all round' at the bar on the plane or Twigster to start his jolly japes including a slide down the pole from princes to paupers. Anyway looking forward to getting back onto Scottish terra firma and would expect radio silence, unless something dramatic happens on way to Dubai.
Home, where my thoughts escapin', home, where my music's playin'
Home, where my love lies waitin' silently for me