Well, today’s been an interesting one! Mum and dad have been in Nice for the last few days, at an Emergency Medicine conference. They were due back tonight, late. So last night, I checked the Dublin Airport Arrivals page, and there was only one flight from Nice today. Arriving in Dublin at 12:40. Definitely not late… I didn’t think much of it – just presumed it was because I was too far ahead of time…
Until this morning, when I checked again, to see that there was still only one flight due in from Nice before tomorrow. And then I panicked, and rang the others… They were in no rush to get the house tidy, as they weren’t expecting mum & dad until late either. So I think there was a bit of panic there, the house was tidied up, and they checked The Diary – which said mum & dad were due in at 21:40… Uh oh…
When the Arrivals page said they were in, and I’d gotten no response to a “Welcome Home” text, I started to worry… I called dad, and his phone was still ringing as if it were in France (beeeeeep, beeeeeep, instead of ring-ring, ring-ring). Rosie eventually got through to him, and he was indeed still in France, blithely unaware of the lack of flight this evening.
Mum and dad wouldn’t believe their flight didn’t exist, so they went back to the hotel, to check. And of course, it turns out they were never due home today – their flight is tomorrow evening. They did get the time right tho 
So they booked back into the same hotel – Nice isn’t the worst place in the world to be stuck for a day, and mum didn’t have work tomorrow anyway. I do expect some war, but hopefully by the time they get home, things will be alright!
I’m off to see Alison Krauss tomorrow night anyway, tho – really looking forward to that!