Farewell to Ange

Saying goodbye is one of the major downsides of the transient lifestyle, without a doubt. The lovely Angela left this week on her way to a new life in Melbourne. She will be missed.

My own travels took me to Liverpool airport for the first ever time earlier in the week. Not only is it named after John Lennon, but the whole place is adorned with segments of lyrics by the wife-beating anti-Semite, including chunks from that beautiful and touching piece of whimsy ‘Imagine.’