I'll be Back 9 (the end of a mini series)

Morning has broken, I’ve found my glasses and I found my wife.

She turned up as I was tucking myself into bed; she had a wet head.

‘I’m dying my hair” she said.

‘I’m off to bed”, I said.

“I’ll be back” She said.

Again.

I dreamt of trains, or were they pumpkins?

In the warm light of day (temperatures of 36 are expected), I decided to keep the series as it was.

For artistic integrity.

And to call it I’ll be back 1, I’ll be back 2etc etc .

This will be the last part of that mini- series here on the blog.

Until the next time.

It’ll be back.