9am,Glasgow airport
You can still get porridge for breakfast here. This is good. Flight is delayed but porridge is tasty. I don’t usually have a pint of Guinness to go with it at breakfast though.

Midnight, Halifax NS, 17 hours later
I’ve just been sitting out on the porch in the starlight at 23°C with Kirsty and Ethan, some Caol Ila and a beer. On the first flight to Newark I dozed a bit and then got excited working on the Tiger Lillies arrangements: but on the second flight I was so tired I would still have slept if someone was jumping up and down on my chest. I don't think anyone was.