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To all my readers, at long last I'm home back in Croatia which is of course one of my homes, my heart still belongs to Wales and my family there but now I'm back here with my other family who of course I love just as much as my family in Wales I still am a bit torn between the two but now my mam is on the mend and I have updates every day I am again happy to be here, now after twelve hours of traveling and then twelve hours of sleep I am almost back to my normal self which is great apart from the fact that my son has moved away to his new job and my wife drove him there and has to come back on her own which worries me a bit but that's what they decided. The journey back was awful and then to arrive back at the airport and by a police woman telling me to open my bag so she could search it after being through customs in the UK, that was disgraceful as there was no way that I could have acquired any drugs or anything illegal so why did they do it to me after fighting for this country and arriving back home as if I didn't belong, I was fighting for Croatias independence before she was even born so what right had she? Now I'm home it's just a case of getting back into my routine and then all will be ok, home is where you belong where you feel safe in your little family world and just go back to what I did before I went to my other home so that's what my topic is really about home, I now realise that both my homes have problems just as everyone else but that's why I wrote about it today later than usual but tomorrow is another day so I think I will be writing the same time as usual, thanks for reading my sort of blogs over the last couple of weeks and I'm sorry if they weren't up to my usual standards but from now on they will be unless something happens which I hope does not, if you enjoyed reading today's blog then if you want then comment and of course share write again tomorrow. Thank you. 

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