Saturday 23rd September to Monday 25th September“Come on, we’ll miss the flight if you mess around any longer,” Humps says.
“Alright, Grumps,” I reply. “Don’t get so worked up. We don’t want to spoil the holiday before leaving the house, do we?”
“b****y last-minute-itus. And how much more are you packing into that suitcase?”
“When you’re looking for something on holiday, and I fish out what you need, you’ll be glad I took it with us. Do you mind helping me close this thing, please, darling?”
We manage to get out of the door, on our train, only to get to Heathrow hours before we could even check in our suitcases. Humps likes to get there early. Sit in the business lounge, read all the papers while drinking white wine and eating anything from curry to chocolate cake. If we went back home
