November was the month you missed the wedding party of one of your best friends, I know you regretted this massively.
- I had my first Guy Fawkes night in London for years. This involved sailing down the Thames at night and a visit to the Tower of London to see the final hours of the poppy installation. It was magical but I felt your absence very keenly.
- There was a further trip to London later in the month, when the city began to gear up for the explosion of activity that is Christmas. Brussels opened its winter market in spectacular style too, I accidentally walked through its opening night one evening.
- Back to Strasbourg again and a bit of pope-spotting.
I missed you.