We are currently sitting patiently in Terminal 3 at Heathrow waiting for our flight to open. Only 24 hours or so of bum-numbing travelling until we return to normal.
We waved goodbye to Emily at 5 o’clock in central London as she headed off to catch a train to Gatwick and we headed for Heathrow. Emily’s flight leaves around 9pm and we depart at 10pm. Funnily enough we will see her again briefly at Dubai before we finally depart for Melbourne and Brisbane respectively.
We slept in a bit this morning after our late night/early morning. It was a shame to abandon our country manor house at all. We had a quick look around Market Harborough before heading to Bedford.
Bedford involved a brief stopover to catch up with Rob Simpson, another face from the past. Rob was a flat mate of my sister in the early 1980s while she was living in the UK. Michelle and I met Rob when he came out to Australia in 1985 and we have been corresponding since. We last caught up when Michelle and I were in the UK in 1989. The amazing thing is that none of us has changed. How do we do it?
Leaving Bedford we headed to Heathrow to park up the car and luggage while we did a last minute errand in London and waved Emily off. A fairly simple drive turned into a bit of a nightmare when we experienced one of the infamous ‘M1 parking lot’ moments.
Okay. This is really it. I will do one more post when I get home, just to round out the story, plus I have some more odd vehicle pictures to post.
Until then, bye, Steve J.