Instead of my usual last-minute scramble I’m facing a scramble of another kind – my ticket home is for a British Airways flight, and right now I can’t say whether I’ll be spending Christmas in my own house, in the air, in an airport lounge, or stranded while awaiting some nonexistent connection in Nome, Alaska.
Where at least I suppose a white Christmas can be more or less guaranteed.
My artist friend Dave Windett is way more organised than I am, so instead of sending out cards this year, I’ve asked his permission to share this one with you.
Ain’t it cute? You can see more of Dave’s work at Davewindett.com.
(Btw, when my family flew out to LA with Virgin Atlantic a couple of weeks ago, Eleventh Hour was again part of the in-flight entertainment. Go, Virgin!)