Janet and John have had a trouble free journey home....
Janet sailed through security at Palma with no problems.......this is unusual for Janet.
See Janet smile......
John has problems with security at Palma.......this is unusual for John and take some time to sort out.
See Janet smile....smugly.....
Neither Janet nor John smile much at UK border control......it really is a mess.....Janet has to remove her glasses which means she can't read the instructions on the screen......lights flash and buzzers buzz......Janet is taken to a man in a cubicle....
John smiles smugly.......
John will get a slap if Janet ever finds her glasses.......
John drops Janet at her house....all is quiet and the neighbours aren't demolishing anything.........bliss.....
John drives home......all is quiet and his neighbours aren't demolishing anything.....bliss....
Then......John remembers that he has another holiday booked with Janet.......
The new biometric passport control hates at Heathrow T5 that I used on a regular basis in 2016 work with glasses on face ok.
The old ones used to have issues.
However now retired and no monthly trips between uk and CH ...Bliss
SirAndy....I always have trouble with these gates...though I prefer your typo.... ☺
I had said, after my last experience, that I'd never use them again. We had no choice this time....we were all herded through them and it took an age....... Most weren't working....
There were more staff trying to help us than I'd ever seen....it really was a shocking mess tonight....x
After all this demolition experience you have gained Janet and John ought to start their own demolition business ( dunno if Janet could be trusted with dynamite or a wrecking ball though ).
Oh it was, Mamya.....we couldn't believe it when we went from one disaster to the next.....and not one of our making....honestly!
I will, J......if the quiet doesn't scare me......☺
Tony.....I think one look at my face told him his fortune if he crossed me....
I said a sweary word when I finally got out.....John was stunned because I don't swear....but it was one he taught me on this holiday......x
Ozzy....when I was a child I had to go to confession every Saturday. I was a good child so I had to make up sins to be forgiven for.....I made up five.....
One was....I said a bad word, Father....
If I was confessing to all the bad words I've said on this holiday..you're right....I'd be there a very loooooong time!...x
Anne....I've been thinking about that all the way home.....my own king sized, comfy bed....and silence....bliss....x
John is very happy - it is quiet, very quiet indeed in his warm cosy house.
He has one final, abiding memory of the week to share ...
... the moment at 42,000 feet when Janet muttered "I've had just about enough of this" and ripped the offending bra from the armhole of her top and stuffed it into the little net on the back of the seat in front of her. I think she remembered to move it to her case before disembarking ... I must ask tomorrow...