Neither of us were particularly looking forward to the 12 hour flight to Heathrow although the service and facilities provided by Cathay Pacific were excellent with the main problem being, having eventually worked out how to use the personal entertainment controls, which of the 350 movies and TV programmes to watch – never mind the 100’s of music tracks and albums which were also available. A generous supply of red wine also helped to pass the time.
Nearing the end of the flight there was a worrying announcement from the Captain as he alerted us that the temperature in London was 6C. Whilst not as cold as it had been a few weeks earlier, to those of use who had been living in temperatures routinely in the 20’s or 30’s, the UK weather was going to be a bit of a shock to the system. However, by the time we arrived, Sandra was so tired I don’t think s
Then came arguably the worst part of the whole journey. A few years ago, when coming back from India, we had booked a connecting flight to Edinburgh leaving London two hours after our India flight arrived. Needless to say the India flight was late, we missed our connection, there were no other planes that day so we had to stay in London overnight and pay extra for a flight the next morning. To ensure this didn’t happen again I had booked a flight to Edinburgh which gave us a six-hour window which I hoped would cover all eventualities.
And it did – except one – our Hong Kong flight arrived early leaving us with over six hours to kill in Heathrow. A visit to British Airways to see if we could get an earlier flight revealed that it would be possible to change flights if we paid a surcharge but it would actually be cheaper just to buy new tickets. When told this would cost £250 EACH we decided to sit it out and fly on our original £50 tickets (£5 fare + £45 taxes!)
The short hop from Heathrow to Edinburgh took little over an hour. Although the sn
Back home and the house was in immaculate order however, as we were about to lavish praise
The skylight in the kitchen, which was more or less wiped out when several tons of icy snow plus a caste iron drain pipe plummeted from the roof, has had a temporary repair i.e. the glass has been replaced. However it looks like there has been structural damage and major work is likely to be necessary – another insurance company hassle required.
Arriving home at night and in the dark we were only able to see the internal, weather-related disasters – the external disasters had to wait until the following morning before their full extent would be revealed.
The most immediately impressive disaster was the 100-year-old pear tree
A fence had come down with the snow as had, and probably the most annoying of all, the fruit cage at the top of the garden where the weight of snow had snapped the wooden uprights and cross pieces as if they were matchsticks. A big rebuilding job for me I’m afraid – I wonder if Jon has this down as an insurance job?
Despite the three-day stopover in Hong Kong, Sandra and I are having difficulty with our body clocks and for the first few days back found ourselves snoozing in the afternoon then waking up at three o’clock in the morning. Mind you this has had some beneficial side effects – for some inexplicable reason, when she gets up at 3am, Sandra has an urge to make soup. Therefore, after three successive very early mornings, we now have a stockpile of Leek and Potato, Bean and Tomato, and Butternut Squash with Orange soups.
Finally, with our return to Scotland following an exciting, eventful, exhausting and thoroughly enjoyable year in Australia, this blog is now coming to a natural end. Despite requests from various people to keep it going I will probably only make a couple more postings in which I will firstly, attempt to summarise our trip to the other side of the world and secondly, thank all those people, many of whom were totally unknown to us before we left Scotland, who threw their doors open to us, made us welcome and went out of their way to help us.
Oooooh was hoping you'd do a blog as am at work and in need of pepping up! All looks too hard. Please come back. Looks like the rain has stopped despite the biggest cyclone in living memory hitting Tully and Mission Beach last night and heading doggedly towards Mt Isa.
ReplyDeletemiss you.
If Gill misses you a lot imagine how bereft we are after getting used to having you in the house for months - not to mention gardening help and general help. Lolly has two fewer people to welcome home so we are copping it big time.
ReplyDeleteVery very hot last week and not wet. We need wet as the tank is empty and the garden is having to put up with perfect Sydney drinking water.