"Auld Claes and Porridge"

That famous Scottish expression which we mutter at the end of a holiday and arrive back home! Somehow the pilot found overdrive -or a tail wind - but he knocked almost an hour off our journey back from New York to Edinburgh and we got in not long after 6.30 am to a very sleepy looking airport.
I can't say we celebrated the start of 2014 in any dramatic way- the captain had told us the time it would happen New York time and looking at the flight map we were about 2000 miles from destination and appeared to be leaving Canada and heading over the Atlantic - the plane was in darkness with most people asleep so we reached over squeezed hands and then joined the rest in an attempt to sleep!
Hardly a car on the road home and now after a bath and a few hours sleep the cases are emptied and it is time to download the holiday photos (I am safe as Mrs AMK49 is watching The Sound of Music by a nice log fire! )- has to be an indoor job as it is raining and miserably dark outside - never mind we are past the shortest day and in a couple of months perhaps we will be getting glimpses of Spring!
Incidentally the factory which now makes the famous Scott's Porridge Oats, around since 1880, is only a couple of miles from my house.