Homeward Bound

Here is the Turtle (bigger than a dustbin lid) we saw yesterday and the far distant coast that we happened to drift a little too far from...

We managed to get another telling off this morning; the coach to the airport arrived 20 minutes early. I was ready but Clive has a far more relaxed approach on life and had only just got out of the shower.

The coach driver was not happy and nor were it's occupants who made sarcastic comments as we alighted; "enjoy your lie in?" or "was breakfast good?" etc. 

We still got away 10 minutes earlier than the time stated on the agenda.

Anyway, home by 6pm. We found Florence here. She is going to Glastonbury on Wednesday so came home to pick up the kit (tent, wellies etc) She and the gang are getting the bus from Bath. Weather looks fair.

A quick tour of the garden. It looks beautiful! Loads of flowers and probably only a couple of hours to tidy up. A job for Monday!