The longest day

Up and out by 4:15am, collect my mum, get the 7am flight to Glasgow for the funeral of a very old family friend, dad of my childhood best friend.

Funeral was v good, following sandwiches and sausage rolls excellent and then back to the house. Lots of good catch up and photos, it has been decades since I saw Gillian. All round a very good day, and then we had to get back in the car, return the car, wait for our flight, come home. Got in just after midnight which is exactly what I thought it might be so everything went to plan. And the cup of tea and twirl on the flight home gave me the energy boost I needed, perfect timing.