Terminal Madness
A Rather British Comedy Of Errors.
Chapter One: Check-In Chaos Heathrow’s Terminal Three on a Saturday morning: humanity’s great melting pot of misery, trolleys with dodgy wheels, and the faint aroma of croissants that cost more than a mortgage payment. Barry and Sharon Duckworth shuffled forward in the check-in queue, dragging behind them a suitcase that was visibly about to rupture. It bulged at the seams like an overfed python, threatening to disgorge i...
