Homeward Bound

Jiggety-Jig.

We do like a glass of bubbles.  And a glass of champagne at the airport gave me that fleeting feeling of being a jet-setter, (before the stark reality of travelling economy gave me the feeling that I was travelling in a very loud tube with nowhere near enough leg room).

A good trip away.

I will back-blip as and when I have the time and inclination.  It was touch and go whether I would blip again - I was heartily sick of it.