Well that turned out to be a marathon journey home. However, to be fair to the airline they handled the delay very well. We were bussed back to the airport and only had about an hour to wait until boarding.
The plane delivered us to Gatwick without further delay or hitch.
As the plane settled on final approach. The Gorse Fox leaned across to peer out of the window. Below, all was dark except for clusters of orange lights defining the towns and villages... and then as I took in the scene, there was the unmistakable double flash of a speed camera, catching some motorist at 5 o'clock in the morning on an empty road.
We were soon home... and the Silver Vixen has gone to bed to (deservedly) catch up with some lost sleep.
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