Homecoming

lettie

Filthy / Gorgeous
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We managed to get out of bed the morning after and arrived at Schiphol in good time for our return flight.....which was nowhere near as bouncy as the outbound flight. We arrived at Manchester in good time for our lift home, we were being picked up at 11am supposedly.

There we were, waiting outside terminal 2 in the rain. It got to 11am and still no sign of our lift, so we phoned him.. The daft beggar was waiting at the airport.......but not Manchester.:rolleyes: He'd gone to Liverpool....:D I don't know how Liverpool had got into his head but there he was. Figuring that it would take him about 45 minutes to reach us, we went for a brew. I wouldn't mind but Sparks had offered to pick us up, and he knew that we were at Manchester, but we'd said it was ok. I wished that we'd have taken up Sparks' offer, there would have been no hanging around.

We did see the funny side though.......Maybe we were still stoned..:D Our lift turned up eventually and we laughed all the way home. Needless to say I didn't bring any weed back with me, I'll never touch the stuff again. We did have a good time though despite the wasted afternoon and the rainy weather. We have decided that for next years city break we will go somewhere sunny, with no coffee shops which sell hash........... The odd sex shop would be a laugh though...:D
 
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