After the family farewell and my book reminding me of dear old England, I was taken out for one last taste of tea and scones before the months of coffee and cookies that lie ahead. - For anyone who was wondering, it was at the Grosvenor Hotel in Stratford and well worth it!As I write this, we are commencing with the booking of my plane seat with 24 hours to go. The bags are packed, minus toiletries and gadgets, and the paperwork has been triple checked. Now all I can do is cross my fingers for no screaming children and as a bonus, there is no one in front of me to let back their chair and throw my meal into my lap!
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