Honies, I'm home

I meant to rattle off a post before we left home on ... um, when was it? ... last Friday week, but what with one thing and another (notably in this connection, Oisín spilling porridge on my keyboard*), not only did I have no time to post, but we also managed to miss our flight to Heathrow. Fortunately, the nice man at the ticket desk was able to sort us out without too much difficulty (a bundle of cash - it works), and we arrived a mere three hours later than expected.

( What I did on my holidays )

* I rinsed it and left it to drain while we were away; Niall resurrected it and it's working fine now...