Homeward

The 11:00 flight out of City didn’t take off till 12:20 but hey ho we were still back home by mid-afternoon. More annoying was that I’d bought a Guardian at the airport only to discover their journalists were on strike (I should have known I guess) so it had next to none of the regular Friday features. How annoying is that! The SK bought me a Times to cheer/shut me up and actually the Arts section was pretty OK. Probably more suited to my demographic.
And once home we had a backlog of advent calendar windows to open. Some of these have chocolate behind them. And some have beer. But one, a gift from the SK’s old friend has little scenes inside houses with burning fires in hearths and Christmas trees. That’s proper.