FLYING HOME: Such a scare. Such a good brother. SUCH A GREAT BROTHER Almost a disaster.

On Sunday morning at 7:00 a.m. I set off by long distance coach ('bus) from Bristol to LHR for my flights back to SRQ via ATL.

En route I rummaged through my carryon bag only to discover that I'd left my passport in the Hotel room.

Gadzucks; my flights home were under threat.

At LHR at the Delta reps. told me that the cut off for boarding was 10:30 a.m. 

NO PASSPORT?   NO FLIGHTS HOME! (for days?)

I 'phoned my brother Martyn to relate my tale of woe.

Dear Martyn raced to  the Hotel (six or so miles west from his home); and grabbed my passport. Then (breaking speed limits) he drove like Jehu on the eastbound Motorway from Bristol to LHR

There he handed me the passport, at about 10:15 a.m.

Then the DELTA staff surrounded me with what I can only describe as tenderness and efficiency to make sure that I boarded in time.

The team of Martyn Povey/Delta staff be praised!



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