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If you walk through the town

You may pass some people with a frown

This is due to their destination

For along the street of fascination

Or so the lyrics of cute say

Mumbling and chanting the pray

For at the end of the cobbled lane 

Stands a portal of this plain…..

The line was short, perhaps the other passengers had not heard the call. I opened the airline app on my pixel android phone, from my left inside suit jacket pocket I pulled out my passport.

Flicking it over to the photo id section, ready for the air steward. 

Next

“thanks!”

I passed over the phone and held up the passport.

Thank you, don’t forget you need to renew your passport before November.

“Cheers!”

I took my phone and passport back and walked through the door on to the tarmac, walking towards thet twin proller plane. It was a Flybe one, the final destination was Manchester.

I saw a member of the ground crew observing the  passengers as they came out.

 I made the way to the back of the plane and up the walkway.

Nothing​ was untoward as i entered the plane, findimg my seat, the usual spiel was done by the cabin crew and we were taxiing to the runway.

As the pilot powered up the engines we where pressed into our seats as the plane raced down getting that fine balance to allow the plane to take off.

As we climbed into the sky I stared out the window looking at the scenery. 

Omph

 I heard the sound and looked up, there was a large bloke stumbling down the aisle towards the toilet.

As he passed by I watched he appeared drunk. Once he’d gone by I returned to the window and got lost in my thoughts.

Bing bong

The captain began speaking over the tannoy, “cabin crew we will be decending  in 10mims”

Summer LOLS paper subject has been set.
So I have spent the evening planning and researching the subject of Masonical concept of Brotherly Love.

Which at first appears short, but like most things and quoting Arthur C Clarke’s Song of Distant Earth only time will tell.

I stood on the rock
Looking south towards the city
If is stood on tippy toes
In the distance would be the dock
Where my love gave me pity
For leaving me for the Mary Rose.