A couple of years ago I was flying Geneva to London on BA. The weather was a little “touch and go”. I noticed a rather irate passenger in the lounge but thought nothing further other than a businessman wanting to get home. Turns out I sat next to the this chap and natuarally we started talking, exchanged business card (his was very cheap and very tacky), which I later learnt was typical for the very successfull businessmen from his country. I made mention of his rather irate mood in the lounge and as natuarally as the sun rises each morning, he explained that he was arguing with his brother, who wouldnt get the family jet out of the hanger at Luton, to fly over to GVA to pick him up! I mentioned that I did have similalr problems last week with the wife.
On landing at Heathrow, we had to wait, as no stand was ready, engines went off and we waited. All of a sudden the CSD came over and beckoned him over. He grabbed me and said we were travelling together.
Doors opened, steps appeared, limo at the steps of the aircraft, we were whisked through the immigration and he asked how I was getting home. It was one of those life changing moments, should I thank him and accept or meet my wife in the prearranged meeting place. On the basis that I still didnt know who this chap was, I took the cowards route and said my wife had come to pick me up.
Natuarally the first thing I did when I got any where near a computer was check Google – I nearly fell of my chair.
So Madonna being let out early, I can at least say, “it happened to me once, so I know what it feels like!’
Happy Christams and here’s to a great 2011.