Arrivals

I got to Heathrow far, far too early but eventually my brother arrived from New Zealand. My other brother, whose timing was much better than mine, then drove us back upstream to the spawning ground. Our mum had all her four offspring under her roof for the first time for a very, very long time.


Thank you for the measured responses to yesterday's. Once I'd taken the picture I realised that the problem was the downpipe and that the electrician had been trying to make the most of a bad job. And that in the great schemelessness of things it doesn't really matter. So I shall stop angsting.