Eight at night

S's last day with us, since her ticket home has been brought forward a day. I was a bit shocked to realise she'd need to catch a 5am bus from Oxford tomorrow to get to Victoria Bus Station in time for her onward journey. She was a bit shocked when she remembered mid-evening that she was supposed to be collecting a suitcase from SE London en route. A few phone calls and one kind aunt later and the logistics are working again.