Hoofing up to Heathrow

FRIDAY

Wow, being at Heathrow airport for an 11.30 flight means getting up at 6am to travel from Falconwood to Victoria, Victoria to South Kensington and then onto Heathrow.  This involved my beloved carrying two suitcase up and down flights of stairs and round and over the tube stations, myself I was carrying a camera bag, a handbag and pulling a carry on case, this made it a touch difficult when having purchased coffees to go my beloved spotted the Cornish Pasty shop and I then had to juggle two sausage and bacon baps on top of the coffees until we arrived at the tube station, the baps were eaten and wow were they tasty, and definitely hit the right spot.  Our tickets allowed us to travel from one side of England to another without the bother of money, and thankfully thanks to a very nice gentleman at Falconwood we had tickets that didn't need us to take a second mortgage out, had we taken the route we had originally decided on it would have cost nearly £60.00 to get to Heathrow, luckily using the underground overground instead allowed us to wander free and it cost us just under £20.00.

We eventually arrived at Heathrow and checked in our luggage and breathed a sigh of relief that we had arrived with enough time to spare and this allowed us a we sit down before boarding our flight.  The flight was uneventful, well until the Captain decided not to land so much as drop straight down on the the tarmac, I swear I have compression injuries to my spine.  We collected the hire car and off we went, homeward bound straight through to Turriff Town, and Celebrations for a coffee before the madness of the weekend commenced.

Deep breath in and Little Princes were collected the passport papers were signed and also collected from our Solicitous friend and it was straight into Aberdeen again, quick drive by to pick up Dipsy and then it was supper time, we eventually found a restaurant that could take us without having to wait an hour and we ordered our supper, and relaxxxxxx.

After a lovely meal my beloved dropped Dipsy and I back to her place for an evening of chit chat and catch up, my beloved and the Little Princes headed back towards Turriff.

SATURDAY

Dipsy and I woke and coffee was required, two cups later and normality resumed, my beloved arrived to collect me with the Little Princes and Mateus in tow, now it was time for a jaunt around Aberdeen for the day, Starbucks first and then the Little Princes left to hit the shops with money burning a hole in their hands. We all met up again for lunch and this time we eventually found a table in Prezzo, more food was eaten and then more shopping was done, before we all piled back in the car for the journey home, Mateus and I were the only ones that were awake for a part of the journey, good job really as I was doing the driving, the Little Princes were dropped at Tesco for a Mother's Day supermarket dash, my beloved dropped me at Buba Mumma's and then headed back to the Little Princes to take them home again, I sat and chatted outside the bathroom door with Buba Mumma as it would have been rude to burst in whilst she was showering.  We said a quick hello before I was collected again and back out the door to Longmanhill and Issy's for coffee kiss, kiss and good-bye, thats the trouble with flying visits there just is not enough time to see everyone.

Our evening was spent in the company of good friends at the Crowne, the Clarks were there but only half of them, the boys being elsewhere and Blondie Lou must have been at work, but I was bear hugged by Dadda Clark, and abused by Mumma Clark, and it felt just like we had never left.  The McIntosh's were out in force too and we had a great night catching up with stories of children and family events that we have all missed over the last couple of years. Lainey and Hobson, a Buba mumma with focus issues and a Marvelous Mancunian all helped us to have a wonderful Saturday night out in our old home Town.

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