The airport

I went down to Perpignan to collect James and Peta from the airport. They have an annual ticket for the car park but their car is still awaiting a new gear box in the local garage. At least M. Monet has lent them a car for the next three weeks. I expect he will want this car back so that may incentivise him to get on with the repair. Our tower captain is in the States to ring four peals so I am in charge tonight. Our neighbours are coming round for tea and cakes this afternoon before they set off for the UK.