I eventually made it home to England after surviving being served a loathsome glass of 2002 Lanson Gold Label Brut on my transatlantic flight, and a tortuous 5 1/2 hour layover in Frankfurt...phew! It's good to be finally home; familiar faces, places and foods.
The main purpose for this trip was the celebration of my nephew's first birthday. Baby Thud has been walking for four months now and those little feet must've been getting tired, so something peddle-powered was just what the boy needed. And, on the off chance that I was feeling a tad homesick for Napa, Thud provided a smattering of a familiarly distinctive, green and yellow hardware about the courtyard.
Cheers, John Deeres all round!