Home time!

Woke up feeling rough as rats and more than a little queasy, but with my fixed prescription in hand I was on my way to my appointment. After having a 'chat' with my doctor, bags were packed, dishes were done and I was on my way across London to meet dad at Heathrow. After he was swindled out of parking money (£7+ just to pick up? Really?) and I was swindled out of TfL fair, at least I got to go home.