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Journey

Left home at 7am and it took exactly 2 hours to reach Southampton Airport. It's always so reassuring when the ticket machine at the airport greets you by name, so you know you've got the date right.
My bag was close to the weight limit of course, and I found myself explaining that I had paid for the extra allowance as I was going on a painting holiday and needed to bring all my paints. Big mistake. As I was starting my breakfast a little later, there was a message over the PA system: "I had to explain exactly what sort of paints these were and convince them that they were little tubes of harmless watercolours and not cans of Dulux emulsion.

The rest of the journey was uneventful. Ainsley met me at Bergerac Airport and drove me to St Severin. I'm in the Garden Room again, which is a treat. 

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  1. Glad to hear you arrived safely and I hope the weather is as promised!

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