Best welcome home ever!

Time to pack up and leave my little Tromsø hideaway. The blizzard I left in didn’t even raise an eyebrow at the airport. A connecting flight down to Oslo and I was home at tea time. Z had messaged me to say she’d dropped my Birthday present off earlier and a pint of milk. Which was thoughtful enough in itself till I opened my wonderful full on care package of bubbles, cake, dinner, flowers, breakfast and milk so no trip to the supermarket was required. Best welcome home ever!