Romantic washouts.
Have you ever planned a romantic trip, meal or night out that has turned to disaster?
I was expecting a visit from a friend.
She was flying in from Milan so I rang a restaurant and booked a table well in advance. Arranged flowers to be delivered during the meal........perfect.
I left home with plenty of time for the journey to East-Midlands airport....upon arrival I realised I'd left the flight number on the table at home......no worries, the arrivals board told me a flight from Milan was due in but 15 mins later than I'd thought so no panic.
The flight landed, passengers began filtering into the arrivals hall.......but no sign of my guest......I waited and waited and then my mobile rang. What a relief to hear her voice "where are you Terry?"...."im in the arrivals hall under the Avis sign"
"Oh, I can't see that"......"it's ok, just head towards the exit doors and I'm to the left"......."I still can't see you, I'm now under the "thank you for using Leeds/Bradford airport"sign"
Leeds/Bradford? Oh bollox.