Flying Back Home . . .

. . . over New Zealand's Southern Alps.
This really is the end of a marvellous 6 weeks away.
And my house? The repairs have ground to a halt again, while they do some mysterious risk matrix on the roof, cladding and windows. I've been living elsewhere for 11 months now. It's going to be another 12 weeks; minimum. Bah humbug.
I wonder where else in the world I could go!!!