One Month On
And so did an Keele-ite take unto his head that he was not content with being in exile in the land of Fran-ce (that is to say, That Land Whence Floweth the Wine) . So he did wail and gnash his teeth until his cries were heard and he was decreed to become an prodigal son and return home to Eng-land and his village of Lit-tle Su-tton. He did also express an desire to go and be received joyously among the Keele-ites, which they did accept.
Yes, folks, France hasn't changed much, so I'm coming home. I've had enough, I don't like it here as I mentioned last time. There isn't much to be said on the subject. I shall be sorry to leave my international friends (I haven't the heart to tell them yet) but such is life. I fear I shall go insane if I stay here a moment longer than neccessary.
I'll be home on the 24th and in Keele by the 27th for a 3-day visit. Hurrah, hurrah!
Yes, folks, France hasn't changed much, so I'm coming home. I've had enough, I don't like it here as I mentioned last time. There isn't much to be said on the subject. I shall be sorry to leave my international friends (I haven't the heart to tell them yet) but such is life. I fear I shall go insane if I stay here a moment longer than neccessary.
I'll be home on the 24th and in Keele by the 27th for a 3-day visit. Hurrah, hurrah!