This Woodrow guy doesn’t really let me snooze in the mornings like I used to. I was already trying to help out his mother get some sleep in the mornings and now I am back at work it is more important to let her get an hour of shuteye when I can be nappy-changing and cuddling.
There are some different programmes on early in the day. I have specifically become a little bit addicted to watching re-runs of Airline, the fly-on-the-wall tv series about budget airline Easyjet. I have always had a penchant for reality series based at travel hubs. And I like stuff about people dealing with people complaining. I am also not afraid of watching a TV series from about 15 years ago.
Even though there are about nine series of Airline with quite a lot of episodes, there are not a lot of different storylines. The main ones are:
- Drunk person is not allowed on a flight/nearly not allowed on a plane (often part of a stag/hen do)
- Flight is delayed/cancelled and someone becomes very angry
- Someone is late and thinks if they complain enough they can get a plane
- Someone has forgotten their passport and they complain that it is ridiculous that they need a passport
There is also likely to be one of the above who says something about Easyjet being a shambles and swearing never to fly with them again. You know that (a) expecting First Class service from a budget airline is one of the characteristics of insanity, and (b) they will be on an Easyjet flight within however many months it is until the next time they go away and the Easyjet flights are a couple of hundred quid cheaper than the alternative.
There are a lot of people in the world who still think of Englishness as the band in Titanic carrying on playing as the water crept around their feet. Englishness is someone complaining because they made a mistake but want not to have made it.
If only the people on Airline had sunk on a big, old boat 100 years ago.