The day started early on the tram, which we caught by the skin of our teeth.

The following two trains, which took us all the way to Brussels, ran on time for once, so there was plenty time for our (now seemingly) traditional glass of Leffe at the Eurostar terminal.

The underground and overground were suitably exotic after the trains of mainland Europe.

We arrived at the homestead to be greeted by a big dinner followed by a familial viewing of the "Strictly Come Dancing" final.

It's lovely to be back.