A four o'clock start today. There was a trip to Gatwick needed to get Cousteau-Cub off and away. The Silver Vixen got up to see us off, then we headed out into the darkness for the trip across the county. We arrived at 6 a.m. - right on the Gorse Fox's mental schedule.
Cousteau-Cub was fairly quickly checked-in and as Urban-Cub had warned that security might be busy at that time, the Gorse Fox paid for Cousteau-Cub to use the Premium service. We said our goodbyes and the Gorse Fox stifled the lump in his throat as she disappeared. It'll be many months before we see her again and we are already missing her dreadfully (and she only took-off an hour ago).
It's now time that the Silver Vixen and the Gorse Fox started to focus on our own trip.
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