Homeward Bound

Saw insurance supplied medic, who was a star. Checked out of Residence, spent last few hours in the Tulip Cafe, which The Gardener had spent quite a lot of time in, got black stretch limo to Montreal (we don't know why either), was wheeled through Montreal Trudeau airport by lovely woman, flew delightful business class with BA to London.

Left Canada slightly deficit in brains, but with self intact.

Noticed for the first time that all chairs in cafe had clear coasters at base of legs. And indeed there was no scraping.