PDR

The PDR was what it was all about, it was the T45TS that had brought me to California, to meet all these incredible, diversified people, to open up my small town eyes to a much bigger, and brighter, world.

The PDR was over though, and our original two weeks, that stretched to almost four months, was done. The emotional cost of it all ending was enormous.

I recorded in my diary that I was powerless to stop it and there must be a way to come back, I was tired of wasting my life and yet, I was about to return to the UK with this phase of my life ended clutching a glimmer of hope that my Menasco lifeboat would not sink.