We had a long day of travelling all day yesterday, sampling the delights of transiting through a chock-full – or, as Jeremy Corbyn might say, “ram-packed” – London Gatwick in the process. Bloody hell but the world is full of people.
It was gone dark last night when we eventually made it safely back into the jurisdiction. Good timing too as it appears it’s back to school for at least some of the kids for a bit of the day tomorrow.
When we’re still in the championship at back-to-school time, though, you have to conclude things are good. Not the school bit, the championship bit. Not the summer ending bit, the crack at Sam bit.
I’m happy to be back home, I have to admit, but when I find the bugger who turned the heating off he’s in for a stern talking to.