Home again

The journey home wasn't too bad, although we were delayed an hour and a half at Medford - something that always seems to happen when flying in to SFO. It did mean that we didn't have the spare time we thought we might have to have a quick snack/late lunch at SFO, so we were ravenous by the time they served the first meal on the flight to London - not ravenous enough, mind you, to forgo a couple of G & T's and London Prides before the meal!

The flight was good and Jo liked the seats by the window. Neither of us slept - we just watched movies all night. Jo was delighted to see Shrek 3, which she hadn't yet had the chance to go and see at the cinema.

We arrived at Heathrow slightly early and made our way through flight connections to BA's holding lounge at Gate 5 for Scottish flights. We had a few hours to kill and we've made a mental note not to go through flight connections if this happens again - it's better just to go out in to the main terminal building - at least there are a number of shops and restaurants to choose from there - the choice is quite limited near Gate 5. Of course we could have gone out again but that would have meant coming back through security again and having done it once through flight connections, we were not of a mind to do this.

Our arrival being early meant we had the galling sight of watching the earlier flight to Aberdeen take off as we waited - we had decided not to ask if they could put us on this, as we (somewhat laughingly as it now turns out) thought that our bags would be checked on to the later flight anyway.

Of course, when we got to Aberdeen, no bags! I'm now writing this on Sunday evening and still no sign of them - I've just phoned and was told they were due to be put on the 4:45 from Heathrow this afternoon - but the girl was a little vague about it. We'll wait and see what tomorrow brings.

Anyway, Ross was on time to pick us up and take us home to Banchory. His car's jacked up in the driveway waiting to have the brakes fitted for its MoT on Tuesday - he thought that Derek Glass was coming back over this morning to do it, but no sign of him.

No food in the house on Saturday either so Jo and I, plus Ross walked along to the Douglas for a bar supper and then home to bed well before 8:00 pm! I thought I would sleep all night, but, no - 1:00 am in the morning and ding! - lights on in my brain and I couldn't get back to sleep. I finally rose about 6:30 - I was just starting to get sleepy again by then, but had a 9:00 am tee time in the Torphins Open.

I had picked up my electric Powacaddy on Saturday from our golf pro - it had been there for the last few weeks for a bit of routine maintenance. The pro went to great lengths to explain every little bit of work he had done on it, but when I actually put it to use this morning, it let me down big time.

Right from the start, it seemed a little odd, but by the time I got to the 7th, it made an enormous noise and refused to budge. I had to push it from there - and that's no easy task when the bag is enormous and jam-packed full and I'm knackered from lack of sleep. I ditched it at the clubhouse and managed to borrow an old pull caddy for the second nine. Didn't seem to affect my golf as I shot a respectable net 65.

Anyway, I'll try the early night routine again tonight and hope I get a bit more sleep prior to returning to work tomorrow.