There was the usual routine this morning with my mother – up early to walk Teddy, her dog, on the surrounding golf course before the hoards of keen golfers appear. It’s ok – Mum has full permission from the owners.
Today was particularly beautiful.
A hearty breakfast, a kiss goodbye and I take a taxi to Terminal 5, Heathrow which is luckily only 25 minutes down the M3.
I was nicely early so I checked my luggage in praying I would see it again safe and sound in Shetland – there is about a 50% chance of that.
And then through security and onto the shops.
I had a bit of time so I did some Christmas shopping as well as window-shopping for myself. I went to investigate Panasonic cameras and it was nice to see the actual cameras “in person”, so to speak, rather than just a description or review on a website. I decided which one I will want when the time comes. My little camera is threatening me with grinding noises.
I wasn’t going to waste my time sitting down when there were shops to look at.
Beautiful, lovely shops that were way out of my league but I can look and dream.
Onto the first plane (a big one) flying up to Aberdeen along with every baby, seat-kicking toddler and tired parent in tow.
And then onto the little plane to Shetland if only for the free hot drink and everyone’s favourite, a Tunnock’s Caramel wafer.
I am safely home now but better still, my luggage came with me. All is good.