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And we’re leaving! Heathrow is open, our airline have confirmed our flight is going ahead, and at o’dark’hundred tomorrow morning, we pick up and fly to the UK!

I have packed. Tobermory has not. He is not even home from work yet. His aunt, who very sweetly started emailing me a week or so back as a sort of “welcome to the family!” thing, predicts that he will manage to acquire a duvet and three socks at the last minute, and consider that packed.

I found this highly amusing, and also somewhat realistic, knowing my Tobermory.

I am both excited and a bit nervous. Not so much about the flying, because that’s basically an unknown – maybe I’ll be OK, maybe I’ll be miserable, who knows? Mostly nervous about wedding related stuff. Particularly meeting fifty-odd utter strangers at once.

Whee! We get to go!

Originally published at spinneretta.com
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