After visiting Amanda and James in
Bristol Sunday aftternoon, we dined out at one of Cardiff's best Indian
restaurants - Cardamom, opposite St Luke's in Canton. Most enjoyable. So
glad I left myself the whole of Monday as clear day for packing and
other preparations for my duty spell in Spain. So many things to think
about. It meant that I could work through all my last minute nerves and
anxieties, and relax a bit over another pleasant supper at home with
Clare.
It
was dark by the time I remembered that I hadn't stowed bike in the
shed. I regret leaving it that late because it was a real fiddle to
achieve in the dark. Clare announced at breakfast this morning that the
front door was open. It had been all night. I'd failed to slam it shut
after taking the bike through, and not noticed when I brought my luggage
downstairs just before midnight. Just think, a passing rogue might had
walked in and made off with all my working kit. The would really have
sabotaged things. But for once it seems, the angels were keeping watch
over my plans.
The journey to the airport, and check-in
were as smooth as they possibly could be. Now I'm waiting the full two
hours for boarding, as I didn't have to sue up any of the slack built
into my journey to all for possible delays and queues. The BT 3G
wireless dongle is slow and keeps on dropping out. It's the worst
possible advertisement for what should be a flagship service.
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