Sheila's Dribs 'n Drabs

Rain pours down windows, water-silk hides water-logged outdoors. The plane’s delayed, again. Rain drums the wings; the windows fog to hide the splattered sky. The plane takes off. Rain hides below but here the clouds are white; the sky is bright. Rain’s gone. Winter to spring in one short flight.

The Christmas trip… The Christmas trip on a plane to family abroad… The Christmas trip where you take off your shoes and struggle out of the wheel-chair, only to be asked if you’ve got any “soil” in your suitcase, and “When are you leaving?” But grandchildren’s smiles make everything worthwhile.