OK, my bad trip.
Dublin to Dubrovnik for a holiday many years ago.
I seldom have a pint before flying, but for some reason, this time I had two.
Boarded the aircraft ( the rather tired B737 EI-STA) and even on the taxi out I felt I needed to go to the little boys room.
I'll have to wait until seat belt light goes out.
Seatbelt light does not go out, although we are now over Wales.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we seem to have a minor problem here so we are returning to Dublin"
B******s
Deplaned and held in a waiting room. Unfortunately as we are airside we cannot just wander off to the loo unaccompanied lest we carry out acts of wanton terrorism.
There is a queue. A long queue and since there is only one person with an airside pass to accompany us, we must wait for each loo person to go and return before the next can go.
At this point I notice that there seem to be a lot of Irish Travellers (not Irish travellers, if you see what I mean) including one in front of me who in fairness is waiting patiently along with us all.
Dubrovnik is the main airport to travel on to the pilgrimage town of Medjugorge, which is popular with Travellers (who knew?).
Next I knew is a man beside me (having jumped a long queue) talking to his friend in front of me and indicating that it would be no problem if he just went after me.
I said it would very much be a problem since he had jumped a long queue and that he should join the back of it. He went off in bad grace.
After he'd gone the people behind thanked me for my principled stand. And bravery. Oops.
My turn cane finally. Returned to my seat in the waiting area.
My wife said that he man opposite was very upset about some c*** who had stopped him doing something or other.
"Ah" says I "I might be able to shed some light on that"
Almost immediately it was announced that reboarding could commence.
I decided to cross Medjugorge off my bucket list.