The day I've been working for, blood sweat and tears. Ups and a lot of downs, but today I completed the knowledge of London. 4 1/2 years of work, every single day, for hours on end and today it's over just like that. My beautiful little girls have their daddy back. Merry Christmas all you beautiful wikis. Let's hope it's a peaceful one.

I've always had the idea of perfect Sunday's in my head. Autumn walks in the chilly sunshine, roast dinner in the oven when you get back, formula 1 on the TV. What could be better than that? So today I tried, took the girls to tesco did some shopping made chocolate cupcakes, watched the racing went to the park in that chilly sunshine and came home to a roast. It was pretty perfect. But, there's something missing, the other half of our family. She was at home doing her normal Sunday of laying in bed all day then walking out the door at six o'clock. Now don't get me wrong I don't want her back

This Saturday I went to a dance music festival in London with two friends. Two friends that probably wouldn't of been friends if it wasn't for my world getting turned upside down. I had such a great time and not once did I think of my life being rubbish or the stresses of divorce or doing the knowledge, I was free. If only for the day but it felt good. It opened my eyes, this was something I never would of done while with my stbx I actually couldn't think of anything worse but standing there in that wet field or hot sweaty tent I didn't want to be anywhere else at that moment. The people