Saturday, 12 September 2009

More fucking travel

Another day in purgatory. Featuring Heathrow.

What can possibly go wrong?

4 comments:

Rab C. Nesbitt said...

What a fantastic, jet setting life you have.

Hat tip to the wright brothers.

sixtypoundsaweekcleaner said...

The wings fall off, the nuts unscrew, you find yourself sitting next to Gordon Brown during the flight, with his wife sitting the other side of you, then your baggage goes missing...

aljahom said...

uh-oh... Heathrow is my absolute bete noir. Fucking awful place.

I'd rather fly to Southampton and walk the rest of the way.

Cheer yourself up by approaching every BAA badged person oyou see and tell them politely that they ought to be ashamed of the.

Since BAA are owned now by Ferrivial, you may have to tell them in Spanish.

You could also chuckle at the competition commission's decision to make them divest 2 or 3 of their airports.

And the fact that the recession has totally fucked their business plan and they're going to be running at a loss after the current 5 year period before rates and charges are discussed with the CAA again.

Fuck BAA.

A.B. Gordon said...

Holyhead, May 2005. Old geezer walks through to get on ferry. Stopped by customs hauptkommandatur. Searched. I am stopped too but fair go, I am not 100 yrs old. Old geezer "You think I am a drug smuggler?" Customs cunt. "You didn't hear about the 80 yr old we got at Gatwick carrying drugs last week?" At this point I offered an opinion on the customs twats antecedence and that of the Gwyneed Constabulary. Soooo brave up againts an old codger, less so against me. I'd fucking walk barefoot from Inverness to London to join CIRA and slot the cunts.