I am back (briefly) in Darkest Somerset. I’m not happy with SAS. Firstly my flight was delayed for an hour due to a dead aircraft. This is normally not a problem, but when you have only 2.5 hours to get from Heathrow to Paddington to catch the train you are booked on, and missing the connection will cost you $100 in additional train fares, it is a bit worrying. Thankfully I made it with about 15 minutes to spare.

Rather more importantly, SAS somehow managed to break a bottle of Finnish tar liquor that was safely packed inside my luggage. How they did it I do not know, but the bag now smells delightfully of tar. I always pack my clothes inside plastic bags just in case of accidents with toiletries, so my clothes are all OK, but I do have to apologize to Sean Williams. My copy of Earth Ascendant is still readable, and smells wonderful, but Finnish tar liquor is not pink.

Apologies too to Irma for wasting her lovely present.

When I got back here I discovered that my uncle had dropped in for the day and was taking my mum and I out to dinner. We ended up at the Enmore Inn, where the food was quite nice, but I was particularly taken by their special table. They’ve had an extension built onto the pub for the restaurant, and the well is now inside the building. There is a glass cover on the well, and a table with a glass top placed over it. The inside of the well is lit up, so you can see the water and the skeleton inside it. I would have preferred to see a tentacled monster at the bottom, but I was impressed with their imagination.