Phew. Hasnt rained at the house for two weeks.

So - at 4am as I drove to the HairyPort - well, it all came down. Canoed up the road.. Got to the hairyport, and was informed that I was some four hours early - I'd booked myself on a later flight. However, my disheveled appearance tugged at the otherwise non-existent heart-strings of the checkin staff, and they slipped me onboard.

The Bill Buchan charmschool has graduated to the next step.. A scant few hours in Den Haag, then onto Frankfurt on the fast train again. (Sorry to sound like some train anorak, but coming from the UK, you're always amazed to see working, clean, fast trains. Its like visiting the future).