i have a whole month in great britain behind,
and i still don't know what to share.
even photos are mine and just mine.
and videos.
and memories.
and my beloved french friends.
month is too long not to get used to such a lovely place.
i miss Glyndwr,
i miss this extraordinary piece of my life, like it was a piece of another, not mine pie,
but so sweet and delicious, that i hope to eat it some day entirely.