Mr Toast's Second Annual Tea has come round so quickly. Not that I'm complaining because last year was such a wonderful event. This year he's holding it Torosay Castle on the Isle of Mull in Scotland. There are magnificent gardens but I doubt that we'll see much of them given the weather.
I'm just a little unsettled because the weather in the UK is so bad that flights from this part of the world are back logged so I'm hoping that all is well later on tonight. If we do manage to get away, it looks as though we will be diverted from Gatwick to London Heathrow.
Pity there aren't any direct flights from here to an airport in Scotland. However, Oscar the pilot of the jet is standing my at Gatwick waiting to hear if he has to get a move on to Heathrow. Once we leave whichever airport for Scotland we should be okay although he will not be able to fly us into Mull. I think we may have to helicopter onto the Castle grounds so I'm waiting to hear from Mr Toast as to whether or not there's a landing pad. If not it could be a bit ucomfortable on that ferry.
I took photos of the chopper last time I used it so of course this is what it looks like on a good day!! No snow!
My wardrobe is packed and bearing in mind how bitterly cold it is on Mull I have kept to very warm clothes for both inside and outdoors. Scotland is cold at the best of times so now it must we worse than the Antartic!
I'm wearing the following to travel which will also be ideal for when we arrive.
Just in case anyone is worried or wants to throw paint at me, it's faux - I locked my mink and red fox away years ago.
I'm travelling in these Yves Saint Laurent boots
And will change into these on arrival:
This is the outfit or as near as dammit under the coat:
If I get really cold, I'll add this:
I know it's a bit much for a couple of days but I'm taking the following as well. I never was one for travelling light no matter how much I've tried. At least I've cut down on the shoes - there was a time when I'd take a pair of shoes to match every outfit!!!
I can't remember if I packed the shoes that go with this outfit so I may have to wear the following instead: decisions, decisions:
I'm taking some goodies as well. I hope they don't spoil but they are well packaged.
This cake is known as the Carinthian Reindling Cake, Carinthia being the Austrian province in which my mother was born - as I was. I used to watch my grandmother make this cake - hours and hours of patience and love went into it. Growing up it was a favourite if not the favourite of all my cakes.
And a wicked Sachertorte as well.
And of course, I couldn't possibly come without a box of these for everyone.
The famous Mozart chocolates.
Looking forward to Gluwwein on arrival!
Happy and safe travelling everyone. see you there.
Now where the hell is my date????