Friday, 16 December 2016

It’s cold. It’s Christmas. I’m home.



 It’s cold.  It’s Christmas.  I’m home.
 
The flight from Hong Kong (13 hours) was interminable.  Four films and three Sudoku puzzles later we finally landed at Heathrow.  Our jolly taxi driver met us at the airport wearing a silly Christmas jumper, he was a welcome sight.  He looked like an off-duty Santa. I slept for the sleigh car ride home to Wiltshire while Paul and Santa discovered they had a passion for gardening in common and discussed the merits of growing cabbages and sprouts.

It was wonderful to fall into bed last night, we woke up at 3.00 a.m. and then gave up and got up for breakfast at 5.00 a.m.  Paul made tea and porridge, the only food we have in the house. We opened the mountain of mail.  Mostly junk but quite a few Christmas cards.  I have been told I need to write my cards today and get them sent.  I wasn’t going to bother.

It’s dark outside.  The houses are all decorated with twinkling fairy lights.  It’s nice to be home.  I wonder what Buddy is doing ...


22 comments:

  1. I'm pleased you are back. I can stop thinking vegan everytime I cook.

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  2. Buddy is searching for you.
    Glad you're home safely. Now get down to the supermarket and load up your trolley with all the banned things you've not been allowed to eat these past few weeks !

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    1. Just back from the supermarket with some very heavy bags. At least the Christmas cards were half price.

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  3. Such a long journey, no wonder you are tired. It has been so long since you were at home it must feel a little strange, especially not having your furry friend with you. Sleep well, hope the jet lag won't be too bad.

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    1. It always takes me longer to get over the jet lag coming back this way. I've only just realised it's Friday and not Thursday.

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  4. Welcome back. I've enjoyed reading about your visit. I'm sure the journey was worth it for the time spent with loved ones. Happy Christmas...

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    1. Thank you Gaynor. Happy Christmas to you.

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  5. Welcome back to our hemisphere, Sue. :)
    Greetings Maria x

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    1. Thank you Maria. Buon Natale. x

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    2. ...grazie, Buon Natale a te cara amica.x

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  6. There's no place like home ! Envy you the cold weather...and glad to hear you survived the return flight better than the previous one.

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    1. It was a relief to get off the 'plane; I was very nervous after my outward flight but no mishaps this time. The cool weather is a welcome relief after the heatwave in Sydney.

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  7. Buddy is looking all over Sarah's place for Nana Sue and Grandpa Paul. Where have they gone? Far far away Buddy but they will Skype you soon

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    1. Stop, you'll make me cry! I miss that furry thug so much.

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    2. And you will miss Buddy.

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  8. Even I would eat porridge if it meant I could sleep in my own bed. It's the one thing I really miss when I travel. Welcome home.

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    1. Don't you like porridge? One of the things I really look forward to in winter.

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  9. Welcom home Sue,now i am waiting to read about your home in England:)

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  10. Welcome back, Sue. Long flights can be so tiring and tedious. -Jenn

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