Homeward bound

The horse and carriages waiting at The Collinette for the tourists arriving on the next boat. I am going to miss the horse and carriages plodding round the Sark lanes for another 50 weeks. Cue serious holiday blues.

Chaotic morning packing up, lots of shouting and panic pants. We met our friends (including my blipmother )for a really yummy lunch before heading to the airport. We settled down in the upstairs lounge, I had a feeling we had forgotten something, soon solved by my Mum calling me to shriek 'why have you not come through security you have 5 minutes!' Cue mad panic from Ruby, India, Heidi and I. Mr.W finished his coffee at leisure before joining us at the gate with plenty of time.

Glad and sad to be home.