Meeting 3rd cousin

I drove to Heathrow airport yesterday and spent a wonderful eight hours (ouch the carpark fee was £29.60) or so chatting to my 3rd cousin who had flown in from Canada and was taking the coach to Luton later that day to take the Ryan flight to Italy to meet his wife who had flown out the week before, and cousin who lives out there with her children. The time just flew by, we talked about things genealogical and generally put the world to rights. Thanks Peter it was great