Getting here

Really the trip to London was a doddle. Well, apart from Levi’s sore stomach and nausea as we transited through LAX – that was a bit stressful. (Of course if he’d thrown up on the floor the queue might have moved faster!) But it was the next 8 hours, waiting at Heathrow and making the last hop to Belfast City Airport that was the killer. We were in bed asleep by about 8pm – and when I say asleep, I really mean out cold.