A Hopefull Commence of a Mission

Yesterday, we left on a plane. It was scheduled to leave at 16:55, but, with the amazing amount of luck we have, it was delayed and didn't leave until 18:00. Did we mind? Of course not! We are going to England, what could ever change our happy mood? So we basically got our DS out and waited until our gate was finally announced. When we got on the plane, the pilot told us that there had been a technical error in the plane we should have left on, so they had to wait for the next plane to come crashing down, which could take us to Leeds.
The journey from airport to home was about the easiest thing we have done all day, because it was a matter of getting in the car, keeping our mouth shut so we wouldn't say anything rude to the driver (who would definitely make us walk all the way if we did) and enjoy the beautiful english countryside. Including a wind of about 10 beaufort.
The only problem we had, all day, was that the shops were closed because it is Sunday and apparently the Tesco's here is opened 24/7 JUST NOT ON A SUNDAY.
Then we just made a little feast of all that was left in the house (including some food that had been in the fridge since Christmas) and hurled ourselves onto the couches to watch Top Gear.