Third Time...

We took Ros to the airport today and she didn't come back!
Ros has managed to travel to the airport on three separate occasions with the attempt of getting on a plane back to Australia, and two out of three times, she has ended up back at our apartment.

You would have heard about the devastating storms all through England last week. The worst day was the day Ros was booked to fly out. Manchester airport was closed, roads closed, and trains suspended. 11 people were killed, many homes, schools and buildings torn down, trees across tracks and lorries overturned due to the wind.

We were blessed greatly, we ended up with two more nights to spend together and Ros was able to (after a little bit of hard work) reschedule her flights and has arrived back in Australia, safely.

I miss her already.

NB: The photo above is taken from my phone in the taxi we and four other people squeezed into when our train to the airport had to come back in to the station after a tree had fallen on the track.