The girls all left for the airport early this morning. As I came out of my cabin Lara had cleared her bedding and was stuffing the sheets in a pillowcase in the Sunsail tradition. I could have turned round and wept. Melodrama resisted we helped ferry their bags to the taxi and waved them off. It had been due to rain, but stayed fine for about an hour, giving them time to reach the airport. Once the rain started it carried on relentlessly all day and the temperatures plummeted. We felt very glum, but I cheered myself up by writing about the holiday and reliving the happy time we have just enjoyed.