
If you have been walking with us for some time, you will know that our returns to the UK are never straightforward – and this one had reached an unprecedented zenith of complexity.
We had only arrived on British soil in November; however, by Christmas we had fitted in an assault, a boundary dispute, wild weather and Mark had been lost at sea.
But the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune were not done with us yet. Our Fidose of Reality continued into the New Year with car trouble, being forced to tow a caravan through a storm, tenant trouble and a robbery!
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