It’s amazing how quiet the Somerset Roads are in the middle of the night 😊. Our lovely bus driver Bill coaxed the bus around the narrow roads to Wincanton, hopped onto the A303 and shot up to Heathrow depositing us outside the terminal at 2.15am. Some of the students managed to sleep, well prepared with sleep masks and blankets. Others have read and chatted and watch the terminal come to life. Anup dashed in, in a blaze of glory at 4.30 with 7 suitcases...

There is a flurry of activity with messages bouncing around the group who are travelling. Will there be blankets? Do I need to bring mosquito nets? Which is the best mosquito repellent? Will a trombone fit in the suitcase? Having done this trip before it is easier to respond and there is less of a feeling of literally flying into the unknown. But some of the stresses remain the same, will we lose luggage or students at the airport? Have we catered for every e...