It was the first Christmas in our house, we decided to spend it alone, this lasted all of 10 seconds after mum found out. So we had a mini Christmas just for ourselves when we gave each other our big presents. I bought Gary a new set of knives, his present to me was a reassuringly large, though I was rather disappointed when I opened it.
"A suitcase?"
"It's not the suitcase per se, open it."
There were plane tickets to New York. So once I have survived Christmas have that to get excited about.
Well I'm glad that I checked my passport, it had expired a couple of months before, that would be embarrassing getting to the airport and then not being able to go. The government clearly wants to make it impossible for people to leave the country, by making it so hard to get a passport. Although there was an added complication of trying to find the one day of the year that my hair looks half decent. I understand that we need to prove who we are, but having to have people who I've known for more than 2 years who I'm not related to confirm I am who I say I am is just too much effort.
Hello from Heathrow, so after the usual mad dash to the airport, the plane was delayed by an hour, so have spent the time wandering around the shops. I don't know why but I find duty free shops oddly fascinating, I can spend hours wandering round them. It seems Gary can take 20 minutes and dragged me off for a coffee. When we eventually got to the gate, which was naturally at far end of the terminal, there was a rather drunk man who we all hoped wouldn't be say near us. As we are about to board I shall bid you farewell.