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A rejoinder to Soljey:
The slightly amended lyrics to the chorus in this ditty are:

Soljey: So what happens now?
Consort: Another suitcase in another hall
Soljey: So what happens now?
Consort: Take your passport off another desk
Soljey: Where am I going to?
Consort: You'll get by, you always have before
Soljey: Where am I going to?
Consort: Tunisia, Love; without our luggage.

I also flew south to Manchester with BA/Loganair & BA/FlyBe. Its confusing but that’s big business for you. Thank goodness we don’t have a direct connection by air from Fetlar. At least the Ferry still runs to a timetable and hasn’t changed operator.

I decided to confuse the baggage handling at Edinburgh & Manchester by not taking any hold luggage. I have had the “Well your bag isn’t on the system” before. Now I indulge in the North Isles tradition of either taking an empty suitcase south or buying a case in the deep south, filling it with products of desire and entrusting it unwillingly to FlyBe/BA/Loganair/WrightBrothers/SkyTrain with the thought that if it disappears into the chasm of Manchester or Edinburgh it won’t be life threatening.
Incidentally this system worked on the way down. There is nothing as pleasing as knowing that you don’t have to stare endlessly at the baggage carousel wondering what fine destination your bag might be enjoying.

For those of you interested the flight south from Shetland was on time & arrived early in Auld Reekie. However, there were ominous portents: the flight to Manchester immediately prior to mine was delayed by an hour. So the inevitable happened: 2 hour delay due to “technical reasons”. Soljey’s lost bags on the runway perhaps?

But at least I had my bag with me!


This is really a tidying up blog. Another loose end to link up:

First to Scallowawife: The caption of the image on this blog says, “Things of importance will appear shortly or maybe they won't. More likely nothing of importance will appear. “
You can’t say you haven’t been warned that there might not be much sense on this blog. We leave sense to FetlarSchool in Fetlar, of course. The Scallowawife criticised me in person for not posting frequently. The phrase pot and kettle springs to mind.
At least I can find my chocolates in my car! Huh!

Second:
Yes…. My new Virulent blue suitcase did go missing on the return flight. I saw it come off the Manchester flight at the same time as me and saw it head into the terminal building at the same time as I was boarding the Shetland flight. It didn’t come out again.

Staff at Wilsness (Sumburgh) were excellent though, and my violently blue bag was on the 1020 ferry the following day- delivered by taxi. Thank you. Mac now has all the can’t-be-bought-here dog treats from the south. He is pleased.

Thirdly:
Soljey’s Consort visited me this week and, to add insult to injury, confirmed that she had seen my bag arrive at Sumburgh whilst theirs are still AWOL. Ironic isn’t it? It’s probably that no one else would be seen dead with the violently blue case.

AWOL? Arrived With Out Luggage.