The start of my UK diary

... so i left toronto saturday evening, time actually flew until we were boarding the plane. I had eaten, read some of my book, looked in some of the shops... toronto pearson T3 is rubbish for shops..there is never anything there and all the shops sell the same stuff! So we take off.. usual stuff really, oh after me realising i was sat in the wrong chair by this old couple that just looked at me enough to say shift lady! lol. There was a guy sat next to me, I got the isle seat.. rather have ppl tryin to climb over me than me climbing over ppl.

This guy next to me seemed kinda quiet, we got up in the air and he pulled out a book, now imagine my surprise when i saw he was reading Karen Armstrongs 'Islam, a short history' i was screaming inside to talk to him.. he ordered a drink, some alcoholic drink cant remember. so i just assumed he was looking into it.. then came the do i dont i? should i shouldnt i? so in the end i commented that i noticed the book he was reading. He answered, yeh i often get ppl looking at what im reading... either looking over my shoulder and pretending not to or giving me filthy looks. So i took the time to ask him what he thought, I bought it before i left England but never really got into it.. the words were too small and not enough to interest me im afraid. Mayb ill try again in the future insha'allah. So we had a little discussion, he told me he worked with ppl from different cultures and liked to look into things that they did. He also mentioned he liked to know whether the things they were doing were cultural or religious... so i eventually found out he was originally from Wales and that he was going back to visit his dying sister. Insha'allah he will be guided to the truth he was a really nice man masha'allah.

Ok... fast forward, ive landed and im on my way back to my grandparents house where i will be sort of staying for the next 2 weeks.. I get there unpack a few things, namely the things for the kids i had took over for friends kids and family. I talked to my auntie whos husband had picked me up, caught up on a few families issues and spoke to a friend i havent talked to for a while, she actually thought i was her cousin.. and carried on talking to me until she realised who i was. Watched Coronation st, got up-to-date with that.. here they are like a yr behind... had some food ive been craving since i booked my ticket for going home. Linda McCartney deep pies.. veggie pies yummy.. with soya, carrots, gravy... my mouth is watering just thinking about it.. so i had one of these... with jacket potato and bigga marrowfat peas... yummy... Then i fell asleep infront of the telly for about 40mins.. woke up and stumbled upstairs.. prayed isha then dropped into my bed. So next day.. Monday... well actually, its nearly 10pm, I have to whiten my teeth, read some more of my book and sleep more. Insha'allah more tomorrow... hee hee.. are u all excited??