Blur were right, modern life is rubbish. We just got back from a weekend in Oslo hence the photo above.
Thursday
all day
chaos at Heathrow, flights cancelled, angry mobs, check British Airways website for departure info every ten minutes, worry Darren’s birthday present will need to be cancelled, worry some more
midnight
BA website indicates our flight tomorrow NOT cancelled! pack, go to bed

Friday
4am
rise and shine, drive to airport in record time, wonder where the stranded mob of passengers are, sail through check-in AND security in just ten minutes, buy coffee, window shop, board flight
8am
sit fuming on plane while baggage belonging to morons is unloaded (why didn’t everyone leave early for the airport?) apparently by 8am the security check lines had reached a two hour wait so passengers who had checked-in were left stranded while their bags were loaded on the aircraft
10am
bags located and off-loaded and flight departs
noon
arrive Oslo, start doing fun stuff (details later)

Sunday
9am
breakfast at hotel (huge buffet, *pats belly*), receptionist informs us all BA flights from Oslo cancelled today, swear and cuss (we had a full day left and a 9pm flight booked), pack, head to airport
3pm
finally reach front of line (after four hours) to be dealt with by lone BA representative
4pm
board flight to Prague!
6pm
land in Prague!!
7pm
flight to London delayed 2 hours, swear and cuss, buy chocolate
9pm
board flight to London (discover we are in business class so cheer up a little)
11pm
land in London, collect car, drive home, decide to buy a caravan and begin weekending in the UK.