Finally managed to check in at 1.45.
Then we had the queue for security.
You can imagine what good spirits we were all in whilst enduring these queues. We had a round of community singing. We told each other jokes and exchanged other amusing stories of 'queues we have enjoyed in the past.' We praised the foresight of Gatwick airport in being so well prepared for the half term holiday traffic.I thought up some tall stories to write on the blog.
Truth is we were all four of us in pretty foul moods by the time we finally cleared security. And also, in rather a hurry to get to boarding on time.
Gatwick airport is hell.
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