Well not that bad. I did actually get here with only an hour and a half delay at Faro. Many others had a much worse time of it. I really can't abide travel anymore...it became drab. Long gone the months on Greyhound buses and stunning rail journeys across the Rockies. These days it's airports and snowstorms. But here I am in Lancaster on a quiet Sunday night, garden snow-clad and looking forward to seeing it as I wake up in the morning.
Lovely to have the kids next to me watching Patrick Stewart as Scrooge as soon as we arrived. And a lot more of them in the days to come. More snow please...coming home for Christmas.
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