Breakfast is served

For the first time ever, we flew home from Canada first class, using some air miles we have collected over many years. This was the first course of my breakfast, note the tablecloth and width of the TV screen just in view. Our drive home from Heathrow didn't go smoothly, too much traffic on a bank holiday weekend. I did nod off briefly under my duvet, interesting to see what goes on at the front of the aeroplane.