Well, we have once again cheated death successfully, and are safely across the Atlantic, following a flight that was notable mostly for the pilot uttering the words, "this is going to be bumpy," as we came in to land, and for the fact that I managed to tip a container of strawberry jam all over myself half way through it, spending the rest of the trip feeling weirdly sticky.
Despite this, I did my best to make a good impression on the locals:
Anyway, we need to head to the supermarket for some essential supplies and then to bed, and also, Terry has just said, "Please tell me you’re not blogging right now" – a reasonable question given that it’s just passed 2am UK time…
Good to be back 
Love that photo!
Glad you landed safely! I hate bumpy landings. It makes me so queasy I actually sometimes reach for the barf bag.
Welcome back! While you're here, try and find Sublime Glow by L'Oreal. I swear, it's the best self tanner I've ever used and I do NOT look orange. Just rub it in well!
Glad to hear from you (:
Hope you have a great holiday!