Friday, December 17, 2004


Back from Brussels on the businessman's special flight to Heathrow. A beautiful early evening over London and the South-east. Southend pier clearly visible. So too, the Kursaal. When I lived in Southend (Westcliff-on-Sea, to be more correct), the Kursaal was still a rundown amusement park.

We joined the stack over Brentwood, circled three times before joining the approach for the southern runway. Over Brentwood, the M25 stood out as a chain of yellow headlights or, in the other direction, bright red lamps. The third time I could even pick out the roof of a truck as it passed under each streetlight.

Better than drugs...

:: Posted by pete @ 21:51