About 1969, I was booked to fly Thiefrow to Glasgow (B E A, iirc,)
Arrived late and got bumped.....next flight an hour later presented boarding-card and was told to "turn right"...I didn't realise it was First,despite the big seats, free newspapers, drinks.....
Talk about naive provincial kid from the sticks!
Benbecula, Stornoway, Wick, folowed and finally a limousine from Dundee to Edinburgh.....rejoined the cattle there, to find we were fogged-in.....a convoy of coaches across to Glasgow, enlivened by one of the luggage doors opening and depositing a few cases on the road...eventually, we got a BAC 1-11 to Gatwick......then boarded the train for London, but it was going the wrong way.......finally got home early hours of the morning, having been woken and turfed out by the cleaners at line-end.....about a mile walk, dragging a really heavy case full of spare parts, plus a carry-on with my clothing/toiletries.
Rookie to seasoned-traveller in 5 days
