Through a glass darkly – 135

Down in Wycombe “You’re a lovely old man”, the girl at the check-in desk said to me. I’m not sure if it was a compliment. This was at Heathrow on the return journey. Of which more below.  We are just back from ten days down in Wycombe. Craig was away for a week walking theContinue reading “Through a glass darkly – 135”