Disaster / Destruction
Not at all what I'd expected out of today. I expected when I woke up this morning, that I'd do the boxes, visit St. Mary's Hospital, and got to the Aquatic Center. I did not expect to be on an emergency RAF flight to the Falkland Islands. Apparently the Falkland's government has collapsed.
I have no doubt that Weathersby's Tory government is to blame. And I'm sure she's apoplectic about me leaving. I had Rory stay homme. I just need to be there. I need to see what is happening. Callum is with me. I hope to only be gone a few days but this is more important than most else on my diary.