I had to make a trip to the newsagent for work purposes at lunch today.
On entering the shop, I was presented with a wall of tabloid (and possibly other) newspapers whose headlines ALL read something to the effect of:
BRITAIN IS TOTALLY CUT OFF FROM THE REST OF THE WORLD! OH NOES! IT IS THE END OF THE WORLD!
FFS. The volcanic ash hasn't put a stop to Eurostar, ferries, or shipping. I suspect they think that easy-to-get-to package holidays are the extent of the world.
Although as Simon Calder points out in his nifty article here, Eurostar's completely full.
I particularly like the end:
And I was lucky enough to find a berth on a cargo ship sailing from Gothenburg to Immingham, where I hope to arrive at 4am on Saturday. Now that's a sentence I never thought I would write.
I'm almost looking forward to a Brave New World where travel is always that much of an adventure.
On entering the shop, I was presented with a wall of tabloid (and possibly other) newspapers whose headlines ALL read something to the effect of:
BRITAIN IS TOTALLY CUT OFF FROM THE REST OF THE WORLD! OH NOES! IT IS THE END OF THE WORLD!
FFS. The volcanic ash hasn't put a stop to Eurostar, ferries, or shipping. I suspect they think that easy-to-get-to package holidays are the extent of the world.
Although as Simon Calder points out in his nifty article here, Eurostar's completely full.
I particularly like the end:
And I was lucky enough to find a berth on a cargo ship sailing from Gothenburg to Immingham, where I hope to arrive at 4am on Saturday. Now that's a sentence I never thought I would write.
I'm almost looking forward to a Brave New World where travel is always that much of an adventure.