To the thousands of families unable to sleep tonight in their flooded homes, my travel woes are pretty unimportant. And to bereaved and fearful families, they are off-scale.
The human and material devastation caused by normally life-giving water is remarkable. Like words, water can be a powerful force for good as well as cause of misery and destruction.
Tonight's pilot landed the BA jet at Heathrow for the last time tonight, retiring after 35 years of service. It certainly explained his whimsy quips over the tannoy.
And if the baggage handlers ever finish offloading the Belfast City and Aberdeen flights ahead of us, the Newcastle bags may yet pop down onto the conveyor belt allowing this weary traveller to make the final tube journey to his hotel.
Update: Twenty five minutes later, bags appeared. Followed by the sloooowest tube ride into London, arricing at hotel at 11:20, seven and a half hours after leaving the Newcastle conference.
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"To the thousands of families unable to sleep tonight in their flooded homes, my travel woes are pretty unimportant."
Yes but, as Philip Larkin once pointed out, "on the other hand, mine is happening to me."
Exactly.
Woke up this morning to discover that I'd walked through Leicester Square about half an hour before the car was abandoned up the street in Haymarket/Picadilly Circus. Hoping for less "excitement" over the next couple of week's holiday.
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