Homeward Bound

Well it's an important day - Cousteau-Cub is finally homeward bound (at least she will be by late afternoon). As he writes, the Gorse Fox checks and sees she is 2 hours into her flight, over the Bay of Bengal, at a height of 40000 feet and travelling at 508 knots. She lands at Doha in just under 5 hours, has a brief layover then catches the inbound flight to Gatwick where Urban-Cub, who is on early shift there, will meet her and bring her home.

Meanwhile back here, the Silver Vixen's car was scheduled for a service today. The Gorse Fox drove it to the dealership and give them their instructions. He also commented on the age of the data in the SatNav - as a result the assistant went to his desk and produced a new SD Card with updated software and maps. Result.

The Gorse Fox walked back home. It's only a couple of miles and it was a lovely (if rather cool) morning. Once home there was coffee to be drunk, some admin to clear, and the Silver Vixen was preparing the spare room for Cousteau-Cub. The afternoon was quiet until the Gorse Fox had to take Lady Penelope and the Silver Vixen to their regular meeting. (Usually, Old Bill provides the chauffeuring service, but he was at the dentist).

Once back home, the Gorse Fox gathered his things. Nissan had been on the phone and the car should be ready soon after 4 p.m. The Gorse Fox set off for the return walk. Agin it was bright and sunny and a lot warmer than this morning. The car was soon ready and handed over. It will have to go back for a couple of items, when it is convenient, but they were under instructions that it must be ready today and they didn't want to risk getting it stripped down and not back together by the end of the day.