For the Christmas period we went back to England, to show Megan what actual England is all about, (there are other parts of England other than London..) We did start off the trip in Ireland where I met Megan as I flew home a bit earlier.

We stayed in Dublin for Megan's birthday, took her to Johnnie Fox's (Thank you Redders) to enjoy the most amazing food and freshest Guinness. The next day we stayed in a beautiful cabin in the Ireland countryside. We toured around the Ring of Kerry and took in the beautiful sights of Ireland.

You're probably thinking why is Jonathan telling us about Ireland when they were going to England for so long. You just wait.

We flew to England where we were going on a party bus with all my friends in a few days. So after seeing my parents and getting settled down in their house, I reminded Megan that she would probably have to keep her passport out for ID when we go to Liverpool as they may not accept her US Drivers License. 'Oh no, wheres my handbag' Yep, you guessed it. Megan left her handbag on the plane from Dublin to Birmingham. Purse, Passport the lot. We rang, we went down to the airport, nothing. Disaster.

We risked it, as we always do. We went to meet all my friends for the first time. Again, they all got on so well. A lot of drunken memories but memories that will last a life time. Especially Joe Morries, Adam Twigg, Sam Bettley-Smith and Megan singing together in a Beatles Bar.

We had an amazing rest of the trip, showing Megan around England, we visited Manchester Christmas Markets, Liverpool, went to a Wrexham football match, York, then we had a last minute trip the Durham to go and see a certain wedding venue.... then we came back home straight away as we had the task of getting Megan a passport. We were successful and Megan went back to the US as I stayed to celebrate Christmas with my family and friends.

I travelled down to London on the 29th December to fly back to the US. But Megan's passport drama had leaked onto me. Denied getting on the flight as the Club lawyer had not updated my VISA. So as I sat in Heathrow Airport, having my 4th Guinness, Megan facetimes me. 'Why aren't you on your flight yet' I didn't dare tell her i probably wasn't getting on any flight for at least another 3 weeks.

So back up to the parents to ring in New Year with my friends (alongside the tradition of crying with Joe Morris and telling each other we love each other while being drunk). A few weeks later I was back down in London with Sam Bettley-Smith and Harvey Lowe, waiting on my visa to come back to America.

The tears flood again with my parents for the 2nd time and I was off, back to the Land of the Free.

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