Paulswell

Woke up at Alan & Sandra's. No sign of them waking & I need to get home to prepare for pilgrimage south tonight. I walk out into storm Barbara to get the bus from West Linton. I'm soaked in minutes.

Back home, Angus is once again alone. We're both sleep deprived, but muddle through a lunch of leftovers before taking a power nap.

We meet Megan & Claire at the airport and depart directly for Wiltshire - a six and a half hour drive, through windy darkness, broken only by a Costa panini. We arrive before 2 on xmas morning.