We are finally back in the flat. It is a bit chilly, but not too bad (feared the worst). It took quite some time to get home from Stansted (no trains for two days, so complete panic with all the coaches - we were apparently lucky - earlier in the day the queue had been two hours), and I feel a bit bad for Tim who has to get up for work tomorrow morning. I will stay in, and unpack, and relax, and contemplate meaning of life.
Home by the flat, we were greeted by this beautiful scenery. Snow! Tim had to take a picture. (And yes, it is our house you see.) Absolutely wonderful, and absolutely gone the morning after.
Back at home
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