Sunday, January 5, 2020
Heathrow airport at six thirty on a weekend morning. Hospitals and airports share that same harsh neon light. Angus was supposed to be on the last flight yesterday but the poke, prod and pummel surgeon had different ideas. The departure gate filled with a hundred or so teenagers heading off for a skiing holiday in Andorra. The boys have that noisy start of day enthusiasm peculiar to seventeen year olds. The girls look at them with studied disdain . Overnight the ' Please allow extra time for security on flights to the US ' signs have appeared.
You know that you're flying a British airline when trays of bacon rolls await early morning flyers in the airline lounge. The bacon rolls are served in a variety of different buns - plain, wholemeal and granary. This would appear to be a selection that most early morning snackers would find redundant.
While waiting Angus finds an interesting ad for a trip to Chernobyl. Would you really want to stay overnight in the exclusion zone ? The name of the travel agency does little to instill confidence.
Back at The Rickety Old Farmhouse Sophie makes it plain that part of her flock has gone AWOL twice in a week and that this sort of behaviour is unacceptable.
Angus receives the full on PONette glare.
She is told that no more absences are planned. That, an ear scrunch and a rice cake seem to make amends.