To Heathrow - and Heading Home

Breakfast in the Bay Tree was lovely. Tony, the Marmalade in particular was to die for. You would have loved it. The breakfast room (right) looked out on a garden created (originally) in the 1600's. Great start to the day.

And so... after another walk in Burford, we headed off. But not before deciding to take a Burford Bear (on our bed here in the  picture) from The Bay Tree home with us! This was for Arthur. you understand....!!!

We pottered off to Stow-on-the-Wold... then Chipping Norton.... out of the Cotswolds and passing familiar places like Blenheim Palace, Woodstock and Bladen... then through Bourne End, around Cookham, passed "Clivedon", and on to Windsor.

The day was overcast and came on to drizzle, but we spent a pleasant afternoon here. The weather did discourage us from heading over the footbridge into Eton, though, and we had decided against even thinking about "The House on the Bridge". But there's always plenty to enjoy at Windsor - even in the drizzle.

Decided not to call in on Jan's friend, Betty - sometimes one has to make tough choices!! (Not sure she was at the castle this afternoon anyway!)

We were amazed at how many people there were in the Royal Station area. Last time it'd seemed fairly sparse. Now it was positively jumping with bodies. Despite that, we managed to get a spot at a pattisserie and indulge in a "little something" and rest the feet after all our perambulating.

Next stop - Heathrow.
Arthur is a hero! Drove through the rain and the dark with the sure instinct of a homing pigeon. Or at least, someone who's done this many times before.

Once inside it was easy and quick. The lounge a haven of tranquility! Nothing to tempt me to spend money, despite all the delicious duty free shopping! Sad, really!!
...except some little thing for Wilma ....and some little thing for Andrew.

And then - on to the plane and headed for Kuala Lumpur.

Somewhere in all this a day goes missing. (Well, you know what I mean...) And so we just go with the flow.