So we are off back to Blighty.
A bit of a drama at check-in when they tried to seat us separately delayed us for a while, but good old British Airways made it up to us by sitting us together, giving us a queue-jump ticket through security and club lounge access to wait for the flight (a company this good must have fantastic lawyers...). We are now in the lounge, knocking back the Mumm and bracing ourselves for an unhealthy dose of reality.
