I think I have mentioned this before but, when I was a child, we used to holiday all the way up the A12 to Clacton, and when we went to sleepy old posh Frinton for the day… there was an armed robbery! (View Post)

Always nice to see a horse milling around when you arrive at the airport (View Post)

Diff’rent strokes rather than wrong I’d say (View Post)

Whereas I am one of about eighty people in Southend Airport, waiting for the only flight leaving here this evening. Using little airports like this is so different from Stansted, Gatwick or Heathrow … (View Post)

Hell yeah! (View Post)