I was in bed by 2.30 after the blues night and trip back on the El. Now the alarm clock, and phone were ringing to make sure I was awake by 5.30 in the morning. A quick shower and a cup of coffee, and I was at the Blue line El by 6.00. Soaked in sweat from the very high humidity. It was hot and a little rain was falling.

Made the plane in plenty of time, take off was an hour late, we spent much of that time moving from one side of the airport and then back again. Something to do with storms in some direction or other. Chatted with an American on the way back, her first time in England, and a little frightened of flying from some past experiences of turbulence.

Arrived in Heathrow at 11.00 p.m., place was deserted. Took a while to get the car out of the car park, because I could not find the phone to ring the Pink Elephant park. This was not a BT phone, but an internal extension phone. Eventually left Heathrow 12.00, getting home at 1.00 am, before the daughter who arrived in later at 2.00