Come back Kayna!

Friday night was the last leg of the world's longest farewell. It all started in early December and finally on Saturday, our mate Kayna left. Quite frankly it should be illegal. No-one who is as nice as Kayna should be allowed to leave the British Isles. If I ever become Prime Minister, I will presonally bring in that law.
Kayna tells us that she is going to go to India. Why? We all know the best Indian restuarants in the world are in London. And if she wants to meet the people she can just go to Bradford. Then she is going trekking in Nepal. Well, we have mountains here. Has she never been to Scotland?? How about the West Highland Way with Paula as the Sherpa? Then from there to Vietnam and Thailand. Again, we have the restaurants here, there is no need to go half way across the world for some noodles. And with the recent flooding here, we could even arrange waddling around in rice-fields (OK, flooded wheat fields, but you wouldn't know the difference). So I just don't understand why she would ever leave. Everything she could possibly want to experience is right here in the UK. Finally she intends to go back to her homeland Australia. For what? We have all the Aussie soaps here. No need to go back. And if she ever misses Australians, she should just go to Edinburgh on New Years Eve. I bet there are more Australians per square foot than in Sydney.......