There’s always time for blogging after all, isn’t there? Especially where there is free wifi.
It’s all been remarkably easy this morning. We strolled across from the hotel around 8.30 and were the first to check in (Air Malta don’t do online check-in). The security people were friendly and chatty – my hip set off the alarm so I was well patted by the lady, while the man sang to me. We were greeted by various other staff in the friendliest way and our charming waiter, Jacek, who is Polish, chatted too. I’m assuming that the staff here like Sundays.
The Bod hasn’t come with us in the end. His mum is still in Bath hospital, waiting for a bed to be available in Warminster, which is where they live. I think that if she had moved already she would have been okay, but as it is, she was quite scared of being left. He’s right to put her first, of course, and he will get his money back through his insurance, but is very disappointed, of course. As are we. But we will have a good jolly, no doubt.
If I don’t find there is free wifi at the hotel, it may take a while for me to check in with you all again. Take great care of yourselves while I’m away and not keeping my eye on you.