look there's the moon

Despite the 150-minute delay taking even just the take-off to well past his usual bedtime the wingpiglet was pleasingly well-behaved during the extended sit in the airport (though as the departure gates are full of windows through which aeroplanes and trucks and things can be seen it was relatively simple to keep him entertained) and throughout the flight and even during the long journey away from the aeroplanes from the cheap far-away gates to the pick-up point, though he started snoring a few minutes into the drive to my sister's house, even with Uncle Ralph's slightly exuberant driving.