Never saw my hometown - until I stayed away too long

I've been away. On holiday. Without the kids.

It was magic. Some old friends, lots of laughing, reliving of classic stories and putting the world to rights. We climbed mountains. We drank wine. We wondered how we had managed to get to our ripe old age as surely we had only graduated last year.

We weren't away for long, but long enough for me to remember what it is that I love about home. In the day to day drudgery of trying to stay afloat I can forget what is so great. As I sat on the bus on the way home from the airport, suddenly desperate to see my boys, this song came up on my ipod. It totally summed it up for me. Never heard a melody until I needed the song.