Family re-united

Well it has been exactly 70 days and the family have finally arrived. With the expected arrival time at 4.50am, the thought of leaving at 1am for the drive to Heathrow was not going to happen. So I booked my self into the cheapest 1 room hotel I could find. At £37 per night, the hotel was actually an old house that had obviously been made unfit for living due to its proximity to the airport. When they say close they mean CLOSE!. It was directly under the main runway which meant that there was no chance of missing the flight as the room shook as each plane thundered what appeared to be 2 metres above my bed.

So the night was spent counting planes instead of sheep in great excitement for the arrival. I knew I couldn’t complain about the lack of sleep knowing Kathy was in a confined space 30,000 feet in the air with god knows what chaos going on. So up at 4am leaving no chance of being late, I waited for three screaming beasts to appear with armed guards escorting a deranged and unstable women from the plane. To my surprise a very calm lady and three children appeared from the door. It was only when there was a big scream ‘daddy’ that I recognised my beautiful girls were finally hear.

All went well on the flight and despite very little sleep from any of them, everyone was on their best behaviour. Not sure if Kathy found a new drug, but what ever it was, I were told they were all excellent.

So the last couple of days have been the girls getting over jet lag and myself getting over the increased noise level. It is great to be a family again.