But I turned down the oppurtunity to visit my old flat.
To smell my lavenders.
To have some fresh Kent strawberries.
To walk around the high streets.
To take the trains and the Underground.
To eat a lot of fish.
My heart wants to go but my head says no.
I have to be sensible with my disbursal
Or risk breaking the bank
And save for a longer trip at a later time
Spreading the hit a little bit.
Of course I want to go!
But my head, my sensible head says NO!
Although my heart is aching
With another oppurtunity missed
Go! Go! Go!
No! No! No!
I used to be able to travel on a whim
Just pack my bag and go
I must be getting old.