I've just booked my wife's return flight back to Spain, via Ryanair. They have a magical system. They can turn a £48 flight into £113 in seconds......unbelievable. Another case for the Government or the EU to rein in 'con artists' and make them state from the outset what the final cost of a flight will be.Oh for the days when you could take unlimited luggage, and got a hot meal on board, served with a smile....
I remember booking a flight once, some years ago, and the booking clerk asked me "How many people are travelling with you?" I replied, "How should I know, it's your plane". Then they used to ask you 'Has a stranger put something in your bag without your knowledge?'
I'm really not afraid of crashing. Just before impact I'm going to jump as high as I can !
It's amazing that they identify deceased air crash mutilated passengers by their dental records. Thing is, if they don't know who the passengers are, how do they know who their dentist is?
For those who hate flying there are now high speed trains from Malaga to London. The journey lasts approximately 23 hours and costs around 150€ one way, that includes a sleeper compartment and a 3 course hot meal with wine. If they trim those hours down a bit, I for one would prefer a train journey to a flight anytime. You can take all the luggage you want, walk around, have drinks at the bar, watch the countryside go by, and not look at all the startled frightened faces when the train shudders a little. And, best of all you wouldn't have to listen to Ryanairs bloody bugles just after landing !!!
I watched England play San Marino last night on ITV. If you take Rooney, and Hart out of the England set up there isn't much left that you could describe as 'International class'. We've fallen a long way down the table of expected winners of either the Euro's or the World Cup. I remember a newspaper headline that once read, "Hoddle finds God"......that must have been some pass !!
I was on a train from London to Norwich once and a man asked me "Where were you when Kennedy was shot?" I replied, "Well, I don't actually have an alibi"
When my wife's very elderly mother was in hospital in a coma and not expected to live. My wife held her hand and said, "Can you hear me? Squeeze my hand, once for 'Yes', and twice for 'No'.