Sunday, January 19, 2020


Strong winds mean the flight to London is delayed. Angus has a chance to linger in the airport shops and marvel at the products on offer.

The airport has recently had a major makeover. Now you are channelled through an arcade of brightly lit stores before you get to the boarding gates. This being Toulouse there is an emphasis on rugby products or Airbus paraphernalia. 

London is supposed to be wet but turns out to be mercifully dry. The new poke, pound, pummel and prod surgeon is punctual - to the minute. He is wearing a duck egg blue golf jumper and a check shirt. This look manages to combine sartorial elegance with the air of a man who has just finished playing nine holes. He uses the word 'pain' rather than the more reassuring euphemism 'manageable discomfort'. After ten minutes the duck egg blue surgeon moves on to discussing his fees. This distracts Angus from the 'manageable discomfort'.

Over dinner the serious Manhattanites are given a tour of 2020. Constitutional crisis, climate change and the Chinese conundrum. The six 'C's. They seem happy enough.

The first British Airways flight home is full of middle age men off on a weekend rugby trip. Gloucester is playing Toulouse. The middle age men are of the jolly sort who arrive at the aircraft galley and shout down to their mate on row 22  'Are you on the plane Harry ?'. Angus feels like telling them to believe the evidence of their own eyes and leave the rest of us in peace. One of the side effects of the new pills prescribed by the golfing surgeon is 'irritability'.

Back at home Sophie gives her master a ' Where do you think you've been  ? ' look that makes it plain that irritability is not the sole preserve of her master. She settles for a lengthy and noisy reunion.


Yamini MacLean said...

Hari OM
Welcome home. An eventful 24 hours. I trust the pills do the job they were prescribed for in order to compensate for the spillover of irritability! A walk with Sophie will settle both your tempers, methinks. YAM xx

WFT Nobby said...

Morning Angus, good to see you you safely back with the flock. Us fans of this blog will all be wishing you well and, along with Sophie, hoping that the medication is useful and, for the sake of both Sophie and your bank balance, future trips to the golfing surgeon are few. Cheers, Gail.
PS Can't help wondering if you're considered the option of medical care in France as, I understand, their health system has an excellent reputation?

Coppa's girl said...

Welcome home Angus - we hope that the pain and irritability are purely a very temporary state.
Sophie irritable? Surely not! She can console herself that the standard of cuisine remained constantly five star when you were away.

Jean said...

The descriptions of the attire of your surgeons has me enthralled. Here in the U.S. it is strictly white coats, which are both boring and unsettling. And never, never the suggestion of a glass or two. Be Well.

Camille said...

Glad you're safely returned to the ROF pack. Ah yes, guessing steroids/prednisone therapy for nerve and inflammation issues which can make one a bit cranky and yet, also promotes a hearty appetite. Stock up on snacks...Sophie will be delighted. Seriously, I hope whatever was prescribed works quickly and you're feeling much better very soon.

~Kim at Golden Pines~ said...

I also add my welcome home, and good health wishes from my corner of the US.

Bella Roxy & Macdui said...

People shouting in planes can cause irritability without medication.

The Life of Riley said...

Thanks Angus. I just had fun remixing your six "C's" and pondering new combinations including Constitutional Change and the Chinese Climate. 2020 will be an interesting year!