Be careful for what you wish for - you may get it and yet not be part of your wish.

The day began with such promise. And in some way it was not without triumph - and not without hopes and disappointment. It end with less angst and frustration that it normally ends in and for that I am thankful. I am also thankful for friends which made the extra effort to come down to the armoury on a free day when they could have been elsewhere. I only wish that they both would have had more time to explore the infinestismal bric-a-brac and artefact that is the bit-peice tradition and memory of the Regiment. Of the day itself I will write later.

It has been long and with the hour approaching midnight, I am finding comfort in being home among my things, my space and finding myself even further away and removed from the current world.

It ends somewhat spent yet yearning for a new day to wash itself over my head like a torrent, bringing new adventures and experience and new and old faces to colour the canvas of my mind.