Explain that one if you can...
Here I am in back in dear old cloudy damp Bordeaux.
This morning I weighed my bag. This involves climbing on the scales yourself, then doing it again while holding your bag. Two things emerged, one easily explained, one a total mystery...
Firstly I weigh about 3 kg more. This is easily explained ! I have been too well fed ! I did begin well by eating nothing but apples and pears for lunch, but various things I won't go into changed my resolve. Oh well, back to Bordeaux lettuces anyway...
Secondly, despite the fact that I had distributed chocolate and fridge magnets and bought only pants and socks my bag had gained almost 7 kilos in weight ! It was now too heavy - or at least they would charge me over £40 for excess baggage. That is quite expensive for teabags...
So I had to take out the teabags and I made an unscheduled call at my sister's to lodge them there till they can make the journey at some later date.
Then to the airport. There was a horde of teenage girls in the departure lounge squealing at each other in French. "Oh they're going to Paris", I thought. They weren't.
So I chatted with their teacher about Caerphilly castle then we boarded the plane. I got a nice seat in the front again where you can move your legs. Great. Then a smooth flight home.
Home.
On the flight I thought about the folks I'd seen in Britain. We have such wonderful friends in so many churches. It's amazing. I was sad to say goodbye to them. I'd seen my sisters briefly, which was a real bonus. But I was going home. What can you say to that ?
This morning I weighed my bag. This involves climbing on the scales yourself, then doing it again while holding your bag. Two things emerged, one easily explained, one a total mystery...
Firstly I weigh about 3 kg more. This is easily explained ! I have been too well fed ! I did begin well by eating nothing but apples and pears for lunch, but various things I won't go into changed my resolve. Oh well, back to Bordeaux lettuces anyway...
Secondly, despite the fact that I had distributed chocolate and fridge magnets and bought only pants and socks my bag had gained almost 7 kilos in weight ! It was now too heavy - or at least they would charge me over £40 for excess baggage. That is quite expensive for teabags...
So I had to take out the teabags and I made an unscheduled call at my sister's to lodge them there till they can make the journey at some later date.
Then to the airport. There was a horde of teenage girls in the departure lounge squealing at each other in French. "Oh they're going to Paris", I thought. They weren't.
So I chatted with their teacher about Caerphilly castle then we boarded the plane. I got a nice seat in the front again where you can move your legs. Great. Then a smooth flight home.
Home.
On the flight I thought about the folks I'd seen in Britain. We have such wonderful friends in so many churches. It's amazing. I was sad to say goodbye to them. I'd seen my sisters briefly, which was a real bonus. But I was going home. What can you say to that ?
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