August 11, 2003

High Society

Herself was not pleased. After our trials and tribulations of our holiday earlier this year (gory details here), she decided to book a weekend in London for some retail therapy. Alas, she picked Friday to travel. Yes, the Friday that began with a very fog-bound Dublin airport and from where some tourists only left yesterday after two days hanging around the terminal. Herself made it out late Friday afternoon, after a mere five hours staring out the departure terminal windows at the blazing sunshine outside. However, the consequences were severe – her shopping expedition was curtailed (so I think I can call it quits with Michael O’Leary now). Others benefited too – some of the wedding party for Georgina Aherne and Nicky Byrne’s wedding in France were also stranded, and were forced to buy Aer Lingus tickets when their Ryanair flight was cancelled (I feel your pain, guys, but at least I wasn’t travelling in the knowledge that I would have to listen to Ronan Keating singing the next day). It’s not easy being the jet set.

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