Concealed in the cupboard.

Good result. We retrived my brother and my cousin didn't show. I saw two people who looked distressingly like her, but ultimately it came to nothing. It's been a day of delays, mostly, primarily of Ant's luggage. That took two and half hours to come through. Then the trains decided to be massively delayed and basically we're only just in and we're all very tired. My brother's gone to bed, making tonight weirdly like other nights. There's wine on this carpet. But yes. He'll be more fun when he's awake and tomorrow I'm going to watch Lost with him and there'll be someone else awake at midnight, which is fairly exciting. He does already feel a bit like someone who's just going to up and leave in a shorter than is desirable time, but I kind of need to learn to stop caring where people are in relation to me anyway. He reports missing China now he's away from it. A more sensitive person would've let me feel in favour for a few days longer, but I'm not blaming him. I was like that after India, and that was only two months.

Heathrow was exciting when it wasn't mind-numbingly dull. I saw lots of police officers with machine guns and a nun on crutches. Yay.