Heading home: the first leg

Seven am, I had to be ready to leave for Heathrow. Although my flight was at 11:30, I needed to retrieve the VAT on my camera, check in my luggage and buy a few more gifts, and Viv had a meeting to get to in London.

Last early morning in Sidcup

Morning mists on the way to Heathrow

Heathrow Airport

I flew by Singapore.

 I was in a three seat block at the rear of the A380 aircraft. Two seats away sat Liz from north of London, on her way to her native Australia where her mother was ailing. She faced a fairly long trip  to south coast NSW once she reached Sydney.

Heathrow fades into the distance

On this leg of the journey I was very impressed by one hostess named Faith (who, I discovered, had studied at Heidelberg. Her German was very good). The cabin crew all provided a high level of service, but Faith had a way of engaging the passengers. Both Liz and I remarked on how well she did it.

Brown clouds?

Singapore at last