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Slow start to the day after the drive south: pancakes, coffee, the usual. It's always lovely to get home no matter how good the holiday was.

This afternoon we took ourselves off to the sky garden, gawped at the view and then gawped at the price of a drink and a bun. Ouchy MacPherson. 

Last day of holidays before the email onslaught that is undoubtedly waiting. Yeargh.