The snow (which has yet to fall) has robbed me of my chance to have my last British Sunday lunch!!…not only that, but a last
night in my own comfy bed. I’d feel bitter about it if I wasn’t about to head
off to sunnier climes for 6 months.
In true British fashion, the few inches of snow
promised have caused havoc…and with the prospect of getting stranded in our
little village on Sunday we’ve initiated a preemptive strike and set up camp in
a Travelodge at Gatwick Airport. Now I’m never one to say no to extra time in
the airport (it fills me with that exciting holiday feeling) but the prospect
of a whole day here tomorrow until my 8pm flight is not quite what I imagined.
Were going to to bed after watching the snow fall out of the window...let's hope we don't wake up snowed in, only metres from the airport!
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