a couple of weeks ago we were driving around the north terminal at gatwick and we were late for check-in
avis had forgotten to say that their north terminal car rental base no longer exists
trying not to panic after three fruitless circuits, we were back in a lengthening queue at a manic roundabout
from the corner of my eye & through the open window, i saw, on the verge, in a tiny triangle of verdure, a little brown bird that crouched and glared at me, almost close enough to touch, whilst pure & penetrating music gushed from his throat
not a sparrow, but a skylark !
what better omen for the start of a memorable holiday ?
avis had forgotten to say that their north terminal car rental base no longer exists
trying not to panic after three fruitless circuits, we were back in a lengthening queue at a manic roundabout
from the corner of my eye & through the open window, i saw, on the verge, in a tiny triangle of verdure, a little brown bird that crouched and glared at me, almost close enough to touch, whilst pure & penetrating music gushed from his throat
not a sparrow, but a skylark !
what better omen for the start of a memorable holiday ?
There's hope in the world with beauty such as this in the netherworld which is Gatwick.
ReplyDeleteThat is a great story. :)
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