Homeword Bound ....

... and Hubby's birthday.

Day started well with a leisurely drive around the Bay of Naples on our way to the airport. A short flight took us to Gatwick and then a drive to Heathrow (don't ask) to catch our connection to Glasgow.

On arrival at Heathrow we were met with the news that an 'incident' had happened and that the runways were closed. Turned out that there had been a fire on one of the planes.

Result was lots of irate passengers, the usual lack of information and too much alcohol consumed by some to kill the time.

With about ten minutes to spare we eventually took off six hours late. Had we not, a crew change would have been necessary and the flight would have been cancelled