CPH to BHX

Last night we had an italian meal. Jeremy was on good form, having had nearly 4 hours sleep after lunch, after a frantic morning of high speed play.

We had an early night, driven by fatigue & danish TV.

This morning we ate, did 2000 jigsaws, ate again (coffee & scrummy danish pastries) & then I persuaded William to take me to the station & put me on the train for the airport, rather than take me to Copenhagen, as the family are flying to Norway this evening for a short break with MK's family.
Two airport trips in one afternoon is a bit excessive, even for William.

I now know CPH pretty well.

We were to fly from gate D103, then changed to gate C23 45 minutes before take-off as the plane had been damaged on the inbound flight & a replacement plane would be quicker than repair.
After 20 minutes it was decided that repair would be quicker than the replacement, so we retraced our many steps to D103.
We eventually took off 35 minutes late, had an excellent flight & landed only 20 minutes late.
G picked me up (therein lies a novel), & so home.
We had olives, pasta & a bottle of fitou in front of the lounge fire, due to a heating problem.
A bit of blogging before bed.




Call that a "Bambino pizza?"

I fancy that bit!


Nearly all gone!

Actually the destination of a fair portion of every pizza on the table could explain the photo on "Little William's World".

I, very sensibly, had pasta with mushrooms, beef, mustard & cream.

Thanks, William. It was great.

How about a few comments,if only "Hi"?