Back in the UK

Six weeks have come to an end and am now back in Dorset. Trip back to Dulles airport was not without incident - firstly managed to lock keys in the car outside Michie's Tavern near Monticello. Fortunately Mr McDougall was on hand who was able to get into to the car for me. His family comes from Scotland. Then was driving through Gordonsville which has the only roundabout I had seen in 4,000 miles of driving in America. Told Kristy that American's don't know how to use roundabouts as they have so little experience as I looked, saw nothing coming and drove straight across the roundabout. Suddenly blue flashing lights behind me, so pulled over to let the police car overtake and carry on his important business of police work and catching real criminals - but instead he parked directly behind me.
Watching too many American films left me in a dilemma. Did I get out and put my hands on the bonnet and spread my legs? Put my hands where he could see them on the steering wheel? Get out the car into the road and go down on my hands and knees and put my hands on my head? Think I watch the wrong type of films - actually what you do is just sit in the car apparently as I found out after I had went and stood next to the police car for a bit. Officer got out and asked me if I was in a hurry. Despite the fact that it took sometime to break into the car at Michie's, decided that it was probably not best to focus on the fact that yes, I was actually in a hurry come to mention it, as I had a plane to catch, so instead said, no, no, sir, just passing through.
He then asked for all my registration documents etc, which fortunately I found in the glove compartment and he told me to go and sit in my car whilst he went and sat in his. Children very excited. After what seemed like an age, but was probably a few minutes, he came back and said that it was my lucky day and handed back my documents. Great relief.
Nearing Washington, in the pouring rain, a huge motorcade went by on the other side. Hundreds of police bike outriders, buses, police cars etc. If it wasn't the President's, I can't imagine whose it was.
This was taken just as we were leaving Kenwood - that's the library in the background. The weather reflected my mood at leaving.