So Sorry

Ok Ok, you're right. But you know, every day, at the end of the day I'm tired, as for having attended to a class for all the day. And so, I postponed ever to the next day, that has never arrived.
Now I'm in Wales, in a place named: Pantasaph. It's the friary where was the novitiate   of the Capuchin in Britain. Now it is used like retreat center, beside to be a Parish.
The friars here are very kind and the life is calm, without too noises and distractions. Near here there are many beautiful places, like Liverpool, Chester, Manchester and so on. 
But the most important thing are the people: they are splendid. Today I have spoken all the day into the tea room that after every Mass the people  reaches for having a cup of tea or coffee.
In the afternoon have come about 50 people for a retreat that will last all the week. there are also children and I can play with them, so then I'll be able to learn the language of the local kids.
I'm very happy for my experience here.
There is another mistake to tell about (one among many):
I was in Chester, and when I had to take the train for come back to Pantasaph, guess what? I have token the wrong one. Fortunately the same wrong train had to go back to Chaster, so I have lost an hour. 
It seems that all these mistakes keep on laughing behind me.
Bye Bye for now.