So I am lying in bed, the house to myself, contemplating training the cats to get the newspapers in the front garden, when I hear this whooshing noise. Haven taken 3 hot-air balloon rides myself, I recognise the sound, and quickly scramble out of bed.
The bathroom calls, and I pee as fast as I can (TMI?) and then throw some clothes on.
Meanwhile, the noise now sounds so close it could be in the next room, sounds like Dr Who is landing!
I grab the camera and dash outside only to find not one, but TWO hot air balloons drifting quite quickly over my house.
Right over the top! By the time I hold the camera to my eye, they are well and truly behind the lovely large leopard tree, argh!
Missed them by that much! *sighs
