The early bird
I haven't often got a blip in the bag as early as this. Taken over the Pyrenees shortly after 7 a.m. French time -- there's a remarkable amount of snow for the end of April. The flight from Girona to Newcastle was so early that we stayed at the airport hotel overnight so as to be sure to be there on time. All went very smoothly; the airport is so deserted since Ryanair moved most of their flights to Barcelona that it took literally five minutes to go through security, and we had time for bacon sandwiches and coffee before boarding. Met by the local taxi driver at the other end, and we were at S's mum's by 10 a.m. UK time.