Watching nature take its course, from the top of a hill in northern England


He’s Back

Tom is home, he’s been away on a school ski trip

We’ve missed him, the house has been toooooo quiet, (in spite of Joe’s best efforts) when I picked him up from the airport, I wasn’t expecting him to be very lively, they had a long long journey, but he was worse than I feared; all limbs intact, which is good news, but he had but for the last couple of days of his holiday he had ‘flu’ like symptoms,cough, cold, loss of appetite and nausea; I am sure the  there are the tales of what a terrific time he had, up until then, but for now he is tired and ill and is now fast asleep.

Yay for the Lufthansa cabin crew that, noting his cough, checked how he was feeling and offered him some nasal drops to help making his ears less painful coming into land.

On the subject of flying, thank goodness we didn’t have to go any where near Heathrow’s Terminal 5 to get him home, yay for living well north of Watford Gap