Home!

Breakfast muffin in Wycombe, elevenses in Egham and late lunch in erm... Harlington? Not sure; the pub local to Heathrow. I dropped the hire-car off, met Lyn and spent the last couple of hours of my holiday catching up with her news, after what has been her worst year ever, bless her.

No dis-respect to those I've seen and stayed with over the course of the last week but I was very much looking forward to getting back to Warsaw, back to my flat and back to my bed. It was zero degrees and white with snow on arrival, in fact we had to circle for a while as they de-iced the runway for us to be able to land (and stop). Touched down at 9.20 and walked into my flat at 10:10pm. Not too shabby at all.

Back to work tomorrow...