The Wild Wild West

By Beedoesthis

and the sun hid....

after too many hours in the air, a frantic run for a bus (c'mon, Heathrow, sort out your signage) and a taxi I'm home.  It's drizzly, its thirty-eight degrees colder than it was two days ago, and I'm nearly missing the solar eclipse (I was the other side of the world for the last one too!!!).

too much cloud, but there you go.  Home, washing on, bags unpacked.

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