Forget all I said in the last post and you might even be able to convince me of being superstitious now - but our return travel plans are now completely stuffed. Christmas Day at the Upland Goose hotel in Stanley is a distinct possibility.
Having managed to get out of the Antarctic with no delays and problems with bad weather - it turns out to be the situation in the UK that affects us. A combination of the fog at home, winds in the wrong direction here in the Falklands and an MOD flight in need of some repair apparently, means we ain't going anywhere anytime soon.
P and the little ones were also delayed yesterday by some ejit (sp?) who jack-knifed a lorry on the M11. End result - they miss their flight and end up waiting for a flight on Friday morning.
Meanwhile who knows when I will get out of here. Optimistically it'll be Saturday, meaning home on Sunday and having to try and find another flight to NI at some stage.
However, it could be worse. A wise man once told me to learn to be content whatever circumstance you find yourself in. So I'll give that a go.
Thursday, 21 December 2006
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