Heathrow airport

Arrivals lounge, terminal 5, strong coffee in hand, great flight, little rest and the day still lies ahead. I adore looking down on the UK, soaring above London and being able to follow the wind of the River Thames, spot less famous landmarks of the city I know so well and then over Richmond Park and our house. Always so fair and green. My first real Spring for 5 years. I'm home.

Now begins two weeks of looking after the boys by myself, with hopefully help from the family. I know as always mum will do everything she can for us, trying to help with the nighttime feeds till she exhausts herself.

I'm putting the scruffiness down to the journey...