Busy, busy airport

Fortunately I was only flying to Birmingham, Uk, and all went fine. The weather has broken in both Scotland and England and I got my feet soaked at each airport.

Left Almondbank at 9, arrived Stroud at 3.30. Made flapjacks for a colleague’s leaving do, went to poetry class, came home, and suddenly it was about midnight. Funny how that happens!

I’m sad that my holiday was so short, but I’ve had a fabulous time, and a free Tuesday. What’s not to like?