Wenn getanzt wird, will ich führen

So, this year Good Friday saw me getting up hideously early and fighting my way through the crowds at Heathrow. I've never flown at Easter before. I think my advice is "don't". Queues. More queues. Queues to join queues. Heathrow had clearly expected an influx, and arranged extra holding pens for grumpy tourists. What they hadn't done was point out to their staff that explanations really help. Just shouting at people "go over there" isn't useful. I want to check in for a Lufthansa flight. Accordingly, I head for the massive Lufthansa check-in sign. If you want me to go the opposite way and walk through a door labelled Cyprus Airlines you really need to tell me that that's actually where the back of the Lufthansa check-in queue is. Cue a lot of quite stressed staff and quite stressed passengers.

Having arrived the recommended two hours before flying, we queued for two and a quarter. Fortunately, it seems the plane was queueing somewhere as well.

( Then it was off to Lower Saxony )

Even though we know it's not right

Shall we have a little unscheduled boogie?

I think we shall.

Hefner - The Day That Thatcher Dies [link to mp3 expired]

Do I think it's right to celebrate someone's death? Actually, no, I don't. You might celebrate someone's removal from power, say, if it was brought about by their death. But I don't feel comfortable celebrating someone's death.

Especially not the death of someone who, despite the shadow they cast over my childhood, is borderline irrelevant on the political stage today.

It's a good song, though.