I got home at about half past nine. Yay.
The plane left 20 minutes late, it landed 10 minutes late, my suitcase was on the right flight, the passport desk at LHR T5 was empty, my suitcase was one of the first out on the baggage carousel.
The Avis bus was there waiting for me, my Avis Preferred car was there waiting for me, and the roads were empty.
And when I got home, Missus G was in the bath.
I've had a cuppa tea, and now I'm going to bed.
