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Sorrento v. good, of which more later, though sadly only to be accompanied by the 24 photos that were on the pissy little card that comes with a digital camera, as I appear to have deleted the 90-odd on the large card in a fit of technical incompetence (I haven't actually formatted it so if anyone has any bright ideas let me know, but at present neither camera nor computer seems to think there is anything readable on the card). Arse. All the Pompeii pictures gone for a start.
Arrival at Gatwick somewhat complicated by the non-arrival of my usual ridiculously large rucksack: consequent waiting around and filling in of forms further meaning we missed the last normal train and ended up taking an 80quid cab (for which I expect BA to pay, oh yes) back to Rob and Steph's, they and Fiona having very kindly and patiently sat around and waited while I tried to find out what had happened, along with 20 other similarly baggage-denuded people.
To give them credit, said rucksack arrived at my front door some 45 minutes ago. It appears to have acquired a vile beach towel, rolled up and stuffed into one of the side pockets, but I'm not sure whether anything has been lost*. Silent, however, as to where it had been. Thirty-one years of flying the world and this is the first time this has happened to me. Stelios has never lost a thing of mine, so the next time BA are snippy about budget airlines they can stick it up their collective arse.
Now I'm drinking sherry, vaguely wondering about going to the Notting Hill carnival, and even more vaguely wondering if I can justify a long weekend on my favourite Greek island before finally settling down to the grind. (The answer is no, but...)
*Steph having just rung me to say they'd decided not to go to the Carnival, that mystery at least has been resolved in passing: Adele, having discovered that said vile beach towel could no longer fit into her luggage, and thinking I didn't have enough to carry, shoved it in. All together now: "did you pack this bag yourself, could anyone have interfered with it...?"
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Date: 2004-08-29 11:02 pm (UTC)Expect much debriefing as I have decided to live vicariously through everyone's holidays this summer.
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Date: 2004-08-30 04:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-30 04:08 am (UTC)A question I had been waiting to ask you: would Blair's impeachment amount to anything more than a lot of publicity?
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Date: 2004-08-30 04:14 am (UTC)