Departure Lounge

It’s 8:55am, and you find me sitting in the middle of the departure lounge at London Heathrow airport. I woke at 6am, had a shower, then made bacon sandwiches for the children before discovering we had run out of milk to make coffee. After a few sips of redbush tea, I spotted a waiting taxi … Continue reading Departure Lounge

The Weekend

The weekend. Where to start? I suppose literary history tends to point towards “starting at the beginning”, so that’s what I’ll do. After doing various chores throughout the day on Saturday, I stayed over at my mother-in-laws on Saturday night with Miss 17 – ahead of a train journey to Gloucestershire on Sunday morning to … Continue reading The Weekend

Running on Empty

I’m not entirely sure how I’m going to make it through this blog post. I’m home, I’m sitting at the desk in the junk room, and I’m typing. It’s been a long day. The journey home from Germany is becoming somewhat routine. I get up, have a shower, get dressed, pack my bag, check out … Continue reading Running on Empty

From London to Frankfurt

It’s been a long day. A very long day. The alarm didn’t burst into life at 5am, because I woke at 4am, and didn’t really fall asleep again. I had fragments of dreams, but then snapped back awake every few minutes – checking the clock each time. Eventually I wrestled the mobile phone from it’s … Continue reading From London to Frankfurt

Departure and Arrival

  Departure I’m sitting in the departure lounge of Terminal 2 at Heathrow Airport, just outside London. I got here far too early. Official guides tell you to arrive at least 2 hours before your flight for European flights – I arrived 3 hours early on account of giving the trains between home and the … Continue reading Departure and Arrival