I was in Camulodunum. I was to see te child. I was with him in his little house. Itwas a huse and not a flat. I was elated to see him and he me. His mother tol me something about my black bag. I had to go out and fetch it. There was some disagreement abot whether I shudlcome back with it or not.
I went to the airport where I had accidenlal ledt m ltitle balck comuter bag. A kindly man had looked ageit. He was a n dol white man in a grey suit – cleannshaven and sshort hiar. Itw as liete outid e heathrow temrianl 4 where the buses are
I was in her hose. Then the door opened nd a tall slebder young man walked in. I was surprised and almost firghtned so was he. He was her new man. He was not good looking and had a pony tail . I did not mind him at all. He was deent to me.
I am thinking about my travels and next week.