I know I only posted yesterday but thought I’d share this with you. I’m not sure what it means?
This is the view from the balcony of Jess, Jackie and Susanne. Three fellow volunteers in Auki. On a Friday we like to have a sneaky Gin and lemonade (no tonic) and debrief on the weeks events. At night, when all you can see is lights, all I can see is the view from my childhood home in England. I can make out the house where the Pinder family lived and the Fish family next door (real name). I can see the gap between the houses to Burnley Road and the play park beyond. I imagine the road that heads up the steep hillside behind towards Sourhall and the opposing rocks that jutted out from above the terrace where the Pringles lived. Further down I recognise the post office where my best friend Rebecca was and the shop on the corner where I would spend my hard earned pocket money on penny sweets. I know, I know, it’s madness but now I’ve seen it, I can’t unsee it. It makes me feel comforted and somehow closer to home. Three Gins in though and I’m home sick, filled with a longing to be back there. That’s when I know it’s time to stop and head to bed. Funny old life. 
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