I took Rick out for his walk this afternoon, it was absolutely freezing. We are nice and cosy indoors now sitting in front of the fire with my flameless candles flickering away.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the world in Sydney, daughter Sarah has just got into a taxi to go to the airport. It’s 3.00 a.m. her time and she’s only had an hour’s sleep. Hopefully she will be able to catch up on her sleep during the flight. It’s a balmy 21 degrees even at that time of day.
Tomorrow we shall leave home mid afternoon and head towards Manchester Airport. We haven’t done the journey before and will probably be sticking to the motorway. Hold ups are likely on a Friday afternoon as we pass Leeds, Huddersfield and Rochdale so we are allowing plenty of time. We have been advised to avoid Snake Pass that directly crosses the Pennines at this time of year. I am hoping any snowfall will stay away until the weekend.
If all goes according to plan we will be in the Arrivals hall when Sarah disembarks at 6.40 p.m. She will probably be wearing t-shirt, shorts and flip flops. I shall be taking a spare coat and furry boots for her.
|I just told her to take a selfie for me|