Got going a little behind schedule this morning, it was a bit of a shock when I opened the door to find a thick, cold fog obscuring the world. The car was iced up - first time this year. Being a bit late we had to trail through rush hour on the M4 as well as the fog - a slow journey but we made it in time. Heathrow has now gone over completely to automated check ins apparently - high stress! Worked it out though and off they went through to the departure gates and their next adventure, leaving me the other side of the barrier with the usual flat feeling of those left behind. On the way back to the car I stopped to watch a few jets scream their way off the runway and into the soup thick air. Now just got to wait to hear they've arrived safely.