My last flight was on a Friday the 13th so my emotions included fear of calamity. Passing MID inbound to STN my F/O (who had kindly let me fly both outbound & inbound sectors) pointed to the chrono, which read 1313. We watched intently, breathing a sigh of relief when it clicked to 1314.
A manager kindly set up the water cannon reception - I had no idea it had been planned. A nice touch, much appreciated. (And the rumour that the fire trucks were called out in case I buggered up my last landing was completely untrue.)
