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An early morning start and off home again to sunny France. CarbBoy kept me sane on the plane (he seems to have spotted that I get frightened on planes, without reason, and his job is to pat my hand reassuringly and NOT say things like "look how wobbly the wings are".) And my job is to stop the car before he throws up on the windy roads on the way home, which I'm getting better at.

And the irises are out in force. And TallGirl had managed to keep alive all the plants (except the ones she forgot to water, but we won't dwell on that - despite the fact that I've remembered it even though I'm typing this two months later....)