Just a quick entry (!!) tonight...
Woke at 6am. Where is Stav's flight? Online. Should have left last night at 9pm NYC time. Not left yet. Oooh! Find mobile. TEXT from Stav. "Was sitting on plane and baggage lorry ramed the nose of the plane". BUMP! Everyone was taken off flight. Too late to contact plane manufacturers.
Virgin offer a free flight any where in the world. Stav says "yes, please". "Bumped" off flight. Taken to a Ramada Hotel.
Do paper round with son. Back to bed. 10am wake again. Clean. Clear. Clean. Walk Mad Dog. Clean. Stav in air. No idea when he will land. Pick up tired Little N from school. "You packed too many clothes" says she. "Who packed too many clothes?" said I. Home. Relax. Walk to Redhill. Potter. Home. Tea and cherry pie with lovely Steph.
Phone rings. Don T. "We've got your kit!". WOOOOOWWWWW... My daughters high jump spikes, trainers and orthotics (which cost a bomb). WWWWOOOWWW. Scream. Screach. Yippeee. A week of counting imaginery pennies one by one from bottomless bank account (not).. What a fantastic and happy ending to a very frustrating week!
Now it is 10pm. Time to go to Heathrow. THINK flight due to arrive in 45 mins. Should have been here at 9am this morning....
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