A nice little ride to airport parking, a flight home from temps of mid 20s to the cold and rain
But home in time for the rugby, the boys will be down for the merriment, I’ll get to see the dogs and I have new crockery n ingredients being delivered for new recipes to try out so I’m really looking forward to it.
I also ordered up all the necessaries for a new Sunday brekky, which I won’t risk serving on its own because it’s unusual so will be bolstered by sausages, bacon and sauté potatoes for those who don’t like the new stuff, plus some lovely ham hocks and all the trimmings for a corking Sunday lunch later.
It’s a weeny bit sneaky cos I know after breakfast the boys will want to go back to their place to lounge about and game on there 1000 speed internet but the lure of a full roast will trump that
Mind you invariably when I plot these things they both get on my pip and I wish they’d bugger off back to their place