Text message received from my sister on her way to a wedding in Poland:
So, arrived at airport at 6.55 for 7.20 flight. Had checked in at home but they wouldn’t accept bag. Didn’t have time to go all the way back to car so went to left luggage. Put absolute essentials, dress, present in a paper bag. When I got to gate flight was closed but they let me on. Ryanair wouldn’t, I’m sure. Analysing lugggage, I think I will have to buy shoes. Why am I always surpried by how long it takes to get to the airport?
Sounds like my brother!
Possibly sounds like most people’s brothers..