Flying into 2018

A trip to Heathrow today to deliver my oldest friend - since we were both 13 - to catch her flight home to Canada after a few days back in UK visiting relatives. She will literally be flying into 2018, celebrating the UK midnight turn of the year at 35,000 feet over the Atlantic, but by the vagaries of International time zones she’ll land in Canada with three hours of 2017 still to go!

Happy New Year to one and all, whenever you get there!