Homeward bound

This morning I packed my satchel and headed off to L'Enfance de Lard for a most enjoyable lunch. Then off to Bergerac International Airport to join the throng of Daily Mail-reading English people heading back to the UK. Ghastly bunch they are, on their way back to middle-England no doubt, to campaign against asylum seekers and relaxed liquor licensing hours. Fell asleep during the flight - that might have had something to do with the last bottle of Monbazillac with lunch. Who can say?

Terrible traffic all the way back from Stansted - oh it's good to be back in gridlock city. Sammie went berserk when she saw me - I have this effect on animals. There's no place like home.