Have woken up in DS’s spare bedroom after a perfectly straightforward journey yesterday. I asked for help with lifting my case up and down and charming young men responded. I do now feel officially old, though, but am glad to have accomplished the journey successfully. DS met me at Paddingon and we had a taxi across the river which was a real treat though presumably hideously expensive.
A lovely morning with plans made for lunch out and Iolanthe at the Collisseum (spelling?) so a great day in prospect. Hope the same is true for everyone.
Hotel and parking at Gatwick airport
Do you always alter your clocks?
Wes Streeting announces we have 1,000 days to prepare for war.




