I have been around the world since I last wrote. Well, not quite but I will get to that. I went to the debs with Charmaine and it was a lot of fun. I think that we both felt out of place. Not to worry, a good time was had by all. That was the day that I finished up work. Charmaine stayed until wednesday evening. Thursday we went to Clare to visit my relations. Barry was singing in the boys under fifteen all Ireland finals in the Listowel Fleadh on Saturday so we went and stayed in Kerry for a night. The next day was the Fleadh and the town was packed. As soon as that was over we dashed back home so that I could leave at 7 in the morning.
When I was checking into the airport in Dublin to fly to London, they had over booked the seats (As they do) and did not have enough room for me so they bumped me up to first class but then, with British Midlands, it didn't mean a whole lot. I got the meal first or something. So having arrived in Heathrow the next thing to do was get to the plane to St. John's. I stayed in Newfoundland for a few days with one of my closest friends, Françoise. Heathrow airport is such a nightmare to traverse. Getting from the crappy terminal that they put the Irish into and then to the far side to Terminal 3!!! Agh! I went through security check after security check. I couldn't believe it; one thing after another. My poor bags have probably been exposed to dangerous levels of X-ray radiation at this stage. I hate Heathrow airport. Luckily this time I left from Gate 5 which is only a jog away from the Connections centre. Normally they send me down to gate 26 or gate 30 and then you are talking miles. I got to St. John's and was relieved to see my baggage.
I'll stop there as I want to get my breakfast.