Ignorance is definitely bliss
On Monday, the weather in Reading wasn't nearly as bad as it was in the rest of the country - wet and miserable but that's all. Luckily, I was sufficiently busy that I didn't read about the storms until I looked at a free paper on Tuesday morning...on the plane to Aberdeen. It was an hour late getting to LHR from Newcastle but they didn't tell us why.
Then, on the approach to Aberdeen, we were re-routed to Edinburgh. The explanation was that the automated instrument landing software (or something like that, from the garbled announcement) at Aberdeen airport had failed. Bit of a bumpy landing, waited for a couple of hours for them to re-fuel then we tried again. I phone the office to tell them to let the client know I'd not be there in time for the presentation I was meant to be giving at 1.30: apparently they had already deduced that and cancelled it, but I was doing it two more times the following day so hopefully some delegates could re-schedule.
Aberdeen was a litter of branches and green leaves pasted all over the roads where they'd been ripped off trees. Hanging baskets hanging in shreds. I landed half an hour after my presentation had been meant to start then took another hour to get to the office. Again, only realised after the event how bad the weather had been. The place with all the foam, Footdee, was apparently in walking distance of where I was staying but I only found out about it the next day.
Back last night, only an hour later than I was supposed to be. Nothing much interesting ever happens to me, which is one of the reasons I don't post that often, and in this case I think it was probably a good thing.
Then, on the approach to Aberdeen, we were re-routed to Edinburgh. The explanation was that the automated instrument landing software (or something like that, from the garbled announcement) at Aberdeen airport had failed. Bit of a bumpy landing, waited for a couple of hours for them to re-fuel then we tried again. I phone the office to tell them to let the client know I'd not be there in time for the presentation I was meant to be giving at 1.30: apparently they had already deduced that and cancelled it, but I was doing it two more times the following day so hopefully some delegates could re-schedule.
Aberdeen was a litter of branches and green leaves pasted all over the roads where they'd been ripped off trees. Hanging baskets hanging in shreds. I landed half an hour after my presentation had been meant to start then took another hour to get to the office. Again, only realised after the event how bad the weather had been. The place with all the foam, Footdee, was apparently in walking distance of where I was staying but I only found out about it the next day.
Back last night, only an hour later than I was supposed to be. Nothing much interesting ever happens to me, which is one of the reasons I don't post that often, and in this case I think it was probably a good thing.