I do know how to spell "goodbye", my friends. I just fixed it.
I am home. It is wet, cold and decidedly un-summery, and now I have forgotten how to use an English keyboard. It has been a long day. A very long day indeed. We got to the airport early, and then heard that the plane we were due to catch had developed technical problems en route, had to return to Luton, and would be delayed as they sorted out a new plane instead. Just as well they didn't just patch up the other one, thank you very much.
However, a 3 hour delay is not the best when there is limited seating available, but we survived. They even provided food vouchers. The entire planeload of people slept most of the way home though. Me included.
Our friend was there to meet us, and as we drove home through the greyness and wetness, I wondered what had happened to summer, and why I was here. Tomorrow is supposed to be worse. Gee, thanks. I am avoiding glancing at the thermostat, because I could very easily turn on the heating. It is that sort of weather.
So the mail is sorted, and I have lists for tomorrow. I have to organise some essential stuff like road tax and renewing licences, and that means new photos............ I loathe official photos where you are not allowed to smile at all, and look mean and dour. Then there is the washing and the hair, and the garden.
The garden. Oh. My. Word. It has gone crazy. I have masses to hack back, masses to pull out, and who on earth told me to plant nasturtiums??????? They are like an alien invasion. They were regarded as weeds in South Africa, and now I remember why. Groan. I need to deadhead everything, and then there are the beans in abundance, and the world's biggest tomato crop. Not to mention the stuff which has expired. But I have cucumber and gem squash! And tomatoes. Did I mention tomatoes????