Now that was a good night's sleep! You just can't beat your own bed, however good the hotel might be. I joined the usual Saturday morning cousins' call. It is clear that Helen was quite under the weather at present, but everyone else seemed hale and hearty.
Jasper was our next agenda item. We drove across to collect him from the Cattery. The Cat Whisperer greeted us on crutches. He has hurt his back and it is making life quite difficult at present. We collected Jasper and he started his usual chanting. This didn't just last until we arrived home. It continued well into the afternoon. He seems a little out-of-sorts but we'll see if he settles overnight.
Diane has been catching up on the holiday laundry and we both had some quiet time in the Orangery. I spent some of it reading the manual for the Skoda, trying to get to the bottom of the installation, functions, and limitations of the in-built SIM. I have arranged to go to the dealer on Monday and get it working properly.
I found out this afternoon that the aircraft fuselage that we followed yesterday was the front 60 feet of a BAC 1-11 and it was being relocated from RAF St Mawgan to the Solent Air Museum in Southampton. I'm glad we didn't have to follow that the whole way!
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