home is where the heart is.

I had a lovely little break over the weekend (up until Wednesday, lucky me), when I got to go home to Devon for a little while to see my mum and dad (and my lovely doggies), and just visit home. There will be some posts during the next week of my trip home, with a lovely little surprise from my parents. It was lovely going home, I needed it. I really do wish they lived closer. At least I'm lucky enough to have two homes; my flat with Alex and my parent's place in Devon where I grew up.