A day of travel. Out of the hotel around 9; a meandering walk to catch the bus around 0930 from Krakow. On through the urdan sprawl, disused quarries, the stockbroker belt and some little pockets of industrial estates.

Then the joys of security / waiting / boarding before departing for Brussels - an hour and 45 minutes later we were there.

An hour in Brussels which invloved disembarling at B8, onto a bus for a couple of miles to section A and then a walk back to - yip - B6 - a full 50 metres from where we started. At least She got her step count up.

Then the 90 minutes backl to Embra - a more exhilarating flight with strong winds giving us a hellish landing, But we survived. And parted at the bus stop; Her onto a 300, me onto a 200; despite a 25 minute head start I still made it home first accompanied by hideous downpours.

The flat was freezing, having been empty for 5 days so I fired up the heating, and went out to collect the Flexitarian Cook Book from the library (I'm the first borrower so it's like getting a new book) and a loaf of bread from Scotmid. I bumped into Stuart and we had a 4 minute chat about P6 football before he arrived at home and I carried on back to dine on an omlette type thing. And Best Before Death which is on the iplayer.

Farewell, Krakow airport