trusty, you old goat, how are you?
Tea? anyone? Mind you, dunno where I'm going to get any, being in France...
Oh, here's a thing. On our flight yesterday, we were held up for a while as the captain said he'd been asked by the airport to wait for some connecting passengers who needed assistance to get to us. Fair enough, and I reckon any flight that gets off within an hour of schedule is doing well. Anyway, about 20 minutes after this announcement, a sour faced snooty man got up from his seat, and went and berated the captain through the open cockpit door - I couldn't hear his words but from his expression and demeanor I gather he was objecting to being held up. from the Icily polite tone of the captain's reply, I gather he was more or less told to sit down and shut up, sir.
The main thing was, I suddenly realised that he provided the perfect mental image for me of Simoncc...
(and in the end, we took off without them, becuase we had to make an air trafic slot. From the look of the cases that were removed, I'd say they were elderly. I hope one day, Mr Sourface is frail and elderly, and no one ever waits for him...
Enough rant. it's lovely here now, sun's out and we're thinking of venturing out again (after a restorative rest) for another wander round, maybe an aperitif, and some dinner...
