April 22nd, 1990

April 22nd, 1990

Flight from Dusseldorf – Gatwick

At home

Woke up in Germany to a busy house, where many of the partygoers spent the night. There were plenty of “oohs,” and “ahhhs,” around the breakfast table, all due to the amazing spread Frau Adler put on. I swear she must’ve got up at the crack of dawn to prepare such a feast. I wish I could’ve thanked her in German for the lovely way she welcomed us into her home but I’ll be sure to send her flowers.

Took a long walk around the lake close to the Adler family home before heading to the airport, which is where Stephen informed me he was on twelve-hour standby!

“But we don’t even know if there’ll be space on the flight for us to get home.”

“Oh well,” he said, nonchalantly.

“Aren’t you worried they might be calling you out?”

He gestured to his face. “Do you see any concern here?”

My only response was to laugh.

The first flight leaving Dusseldorf was heavily overbooked so we had to wait three hours for the next one (I can hardly complain, my ticket only cost twenty quid!) Consequently, it was after ten pm when I finally got home.

“You just missed David on the phone,” were mum’s first words.

“Hello mum, hiya dad, how are you?”

“Fine hen,” dad said, getting up. “Did you have a nice time?”

“Great time, Macon’s birthday was fantastic. He was so happy to have Stephen there, we really had a lot of fun together.”

“Glad to hear it, wee cuppa tea?”

“Yes please,” I said, plopping down on the couch, next to mum.

“How are you, mum?”


“Eh, maybe.”


“Ok, ok,” I said, throwing my hands up. “Let me have a cup of tea first!”


It’s now almost two in the morning! Needless to say, I had an amazing chat with David but more on that tomorrow.


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