FRIDAY 10PM – COLIN FOSTERIt was quite a smooth flight, by all accounts. Now to get myself through Arrivals before the economy class passengers come stampeding down the aisle. I only have my briefcase and overcoat to carry and my passport is already tucked safely in my jacket pocket with my mobile phone for easy access. Being a seasoned traveller, one is used to the rigmarole of airport security and I go about shifting myself without fuss. Thankfully, the stewardess has not yet opened the partition curtain to let the others push their way through.
Having reached the Passport Control area without being buffeted by the crowds, I sincerely regret having had that second bottle of wine for my bladder is urging to release itself. I quickly pop into the gents' washroom and exit again minutes lat
