Home From Home

Got home after a month in Spain to discover that they'd opened a tapas bar in the High Street! It's strange how the longer you're away from home, the mor foreign it feels when you come back.

Our flight arrived in Bristol early, we sailed straight through passport control, arrived at baggage reclaim just as our luggage appeared, emerged in the arrivals hall where our son Chris was due to pick us up and it was then that Chris rang to say his car had broken down! So, an unscheduled return by taxi it was.

Yesterday's final Spanish back blip here