Landing in England, Daddy went with Baba and me, while Granny pushed Mummy’s wheelchair a different way. At passport control, Daddy realised he’d left his phone on the plane. He ran back saying he’d meet me and Baba at baggage reclaim.
The trouble was... the passport controller wouldn’t let me through with Baba. He said I was officially travelling with Daddy and that Baba might be my grandfather, or he might not - different surnames - he might be abducting me, or be a white slave trader or just a pervert.
We had to sit “like bloody illegals” to wait for Daddy.
Drew Martyn over 3 years ago
Haha that must have been a little stressful, but, yep, definitely a lol moment for the rest of us :)