Post by bitemebryn on Oct 17, 2008 13:03:21 GMT
After a hard weeks work I was sat in Edinburgh airport last night waiting for my flight home, the 45 minute delay wasn't going to dampen my spirits as thoughts of oggies and cider kept me occupied.
Eventually we were ushered down to the tarmac to board our flight, all was going well until I looked up and noticed the name of the plane taking me home......The Wembley Grecians.....My head started to spin and before I could tell the stewardess my objections to flying on such a poorly named aircraft I was shuffling to my seat with all those painful memories flooding back.
As we taxied down the runway I started to reflect that in actual fact the aircraft was quite aptly named...after all, it was a shabby looking craft, which relies on offering cheap deals to get people in, and there is absolutely no entertainment offered...so as the wheels lifted and we headed into the night sky I was left thinking well done Flybe on a truly great name for one of your airplanes
Eventually we were ushered down to the tarmac to board our flight, all was going well until I looked up and noticed the name of the plane taking me home......The Wembley Grecians.....My head started to spin and before I could tell the stewardess my objections to flying on such a poorly named aircraft I was shuffling to my seat with all those painful memories flooding back.
As we taxied down the runway I started to reflect that in actual fact the aircraft was quite aptly named...after all, it was a shabby looking craft, which relies on offering cheap deals to get people in, and there is absolutely no entertainment offered...so as the wheels lifted and we headed into the night sky I was left thinking well done Flybe on a truly great name for one of your airplanes
