Monday, 8 February 2010


I have always felt that flying was my natural environment but this flight could have cured that. It's a thirteen hour flight with all the usual problems. The curtains were drawn but there was not much sleep.

Now approaching heathrow it gets really hard. We have to get to Southampton where we left the car and then drive home! We are dressed for the tropics but we are told that it's minus two here! Oh dear!

The small miracle was that a man stood at heathrow with our name on a board and whisked us off to southampton to get the car. Now we are home our only problem is jet lag!

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