The flight with Air Canada last night was, as usual, awful, and included a $100 charge for 2kgs of excess baggage. But no matter. We are here and so, as promised, is a photograph of the first bed we are sleeping in at the house of our dear friends 'n' Top Hosts, C 'n' J. (J is a surgeon; my own "husband" is a pathologist, so clearly we had a gay old time tonight trying to work out who was going to carve the pork).
The bed looks mighty tasty, what with no (0) sleep on the flight last night, the 5 hour time difference, the fact of its comfort and its jolly nice Designers' Guild cushions. Here it is:
I am reading The Woman in White and loving it rather, in the full knowledge that at the earliest opportunity I will be buying the new Jilly Cooper novel and devouring it as I would a giant bag of M&S Cheese Balls, inevitable after-effects and all.
Anyway. Back to today. I have no other photograph of something that happpened today, as I promised in my previous post, but I can tell you what I had for breakfast: a 5am muffin made out of the human dust of previous Air Canada passengers, and a 9am Mystery Panini from Costa Coffee in Paddington Station that repeats upon me still.
Tomorrow, to Kent. Is it going to get more interesting? I do not know, but I am sure a good night's sleep will help.
Pip - and also Pip
NWM
2 comments:
Welcome back to the UK.
The Woman in White is my favourite book and the first proper classic I ever read while still at school after a diet of Agatha Christie.
Keep posting the beds.
It IS cosy, so cosy, and also in the house of dear dear friends who I love. Buggles - I have half-read it five times but this time it's for REAL and I am going to finish it - too exciting though, clearly
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