I need a “Ctrl+F” function in my flat. I could type in “Immodium” and it would have shown me where it was hiding. But I don’t, so it couldn’t.
An uneventful, but uninspiring journey. London Heathrow needs to get itself a decent eating place. It never ceases to amaze me how airports fail to cater for basic traveller needs. Although it does have a piano, so extra brownie points there.
Virgin Airlines used to give out a pack of useful stuff: toothbrush, earphones, ear plugs, face mask, socks. Not much, but enough to make your flight a little more comfortable. Not any more. All I got was a thin pillow and a blanket.
The food wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t exactly “service with a smile” – all the air stewards looked very serious and somewhat fed up. But who can blame them? It’s one of those professions that is considered glamourous, but is anything but – a glorified waiter.
I’ll stick to the day job.