Wednesday, December 4, 2019
Freezing fog and a series of French airport strikes complicate what should have been a quick trip back to London.
Angus finds himself unexpectedly staying in an airport hotel devoid of guests. The hotel is of the type that is hermetically sealed to keep out the noise from the adjacent runway. With windows and natural light banished the place is shrouded in Stygian gloom. A Christmas tableau has been set up in the lobby. This only highlights the gloom.
Six guests in a hotel with 300 rooms. The carpets along the hallway supposed to reflect cloudscapes. Angus thinks they're alarming and look as though they've had bleach spilled on them. The place has the feel of a maximum security prison - admittedly a comfortable one.
In the terminal the animated bears have arrived. These ones are consigned for all eternity to skiing down a faux ski slope to the sound of Bing Crosby's Christmas favourites. There is presumably a factory in Guangzhou that makes these things for a worldwide audience.
Being Toulouse the airport duty free has a display of rugby balls. Not the easiest of things to take on an aircraft in your carry on baggage.
The jaunty surgeon in the black padded gilet remains cheerful. He looks at Angus, emits a whistle and informs him that the incision is ' A beauty. One of my best '. He also adds that manageable discomfort is to be expected for up to six months. Manageable discomfort is surgeon speak for pain. ' If you have twinges do something to distract your attention. Or better still have a glass of wine. Much better for your liver than painkillers'.
Distraction is a philosophy 'The Font' has been employing with Sophie. It works. The female PON is taken on long walks to places she's never been before. Sophie finds new scents and new sights to be thrilling. In fact she's segueing into being one very happy lady. There is an enthusiastic reunion involving Sophie, ginger furry rabbit ( with the indestructible squeaker ) and ten full minutes of her masters time.