March 10th, 1991
Flight from BDA – NAS – BDA
Hamilton Princess Hotel, Bermuda
I’m so enjoying this trip, which took precedence over a weekend in the English countryside at what I expect would be some stately home (ah!) owned by Jacob’s parents. Frankie and I had a good laugh after I remembered I was actually due to be here in Bermuda for Lorna’s wedding!
Just rolled in from a most entertaining evening with the wedding gang. We’re all so familiar with each other that it’s hard to believe we only met just over two years ago. Life for all of us has changed so much, all from joining British Airways as Cabin Crew.
Operated the shuttle to and from Nassau, with high winds and a deluge that drenched us while we waited for the crew bus to appear. Carl said the only remedy for the cold was rum and lots of it, so we headed to his room to put his theory to the test!
Several hours later, we made our way into town. I walked with Lorna, who seemed quieter than usual.
“Penny for your thoughts,” I said, linking my arm through hers.
“I’m just thinking about tomorrow,” she said, sounding wistful.
I squeezed her arm. “It’s going to be amazing!”
Carl and Daniel lead the way, with Klaus walking between them. Klaus kept looking back, blowing kisses in Lorna’s direction.
“Look at him,” I said. “He’s totally gaga about you.”
“He is that,” she sighed.
Sensing something that I couldn’t put my finger on, I stopped walking. “Lorna, is there anything you want to talk about?”
“Nah,” she said. “I think I’ve just got a bad case of the wedding jitters.”
“I can only imagine what a big deal it is.”
“I think it’s just, you know, moving to Holland dealing with his family and stuff. It feels like a lot.”
I nodded. “I think once you’re married it’ll be different.”
She gave me a questioning look.
“What I mean is, I think your relationship with his family will be different.”
“I think once you’re his wife, it’ll be easier for you to tell them to piss off,” I said, making her laugh.