Yesterday was a recover day, landed at Heathrow more or less on time, at quarter to six in the morning. We were told not to take pictures inside the terminal, no so much for security but because terminal 3 at Heathow is such a shithole. The gaffer tape holding the floor together is fraying at the edges, honestly tearing this place down and replacing it with a pile of rubble would be an improvement. Moya and Gerry collected me in the dark of predawn London and I am pretty sure we had a pleasant day, even though some of it is a bit blurry. But a combination of sitting up the front of the A380 and drugs kept me from falling face first into the lunch, which I cooked! Bloody nice too if you don't mind,
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