This year I was going to visit Jan and Nina in Denmark before I went to Scotland, so I flew to Heathrow, then took a bus to Stansted, where I had one of the cheapy flights booked to Ejsbere in Denmark, where my son would fetch me.I was looking forward to seeing my new grandson Andreas, and also their new house, and of course the rest of them too.
It was quite a hullabaloo for me, as I had a painting that Irma framed for Liz, and this thing had glass in, and although it was not too big, it was quite uncomfortable to carry around, with all my other stuff, as my things were not booked through to Denmark.
When the time for departing came, a very bored voice informed us that the flight would be late in departing, due to some unintelegable circumstance, and he then after about two more hours announced that the fault had been rectified, and we would soon be boarding.
I became aware of some kind of commotion, and people walking fast, others talking furiously on walkie talkies, and then the bored voice came on again through a lot of scraping and sweeshy noices, and he now told us that the flight had been delayed because of a fire in the part of the building from where we had to depart!
And all this time I thought about my poor kids with a small baby waiting on the other side!
Then, after another hour the voice announced that we could now board through gate so and so (can't remember the number), and all the travel weary lot jumped up, with sommer a new spring in their steps, and we all proceeded to the announced gate.
That night I learned to always trust my intuition! Being  Scorpio, I have an exceptionally strong intuition, and many times I  had averted danger to myself by listening, but there were times that I got into difficult situations by not listening.
When I walked onto the plane, I had a funny feeling, and a little voice in my head told me to get off, as there was danger! I suppressed the voice of my guardian angel, and laughingly told myself that I had this feeling of danger because of all that happened before we could board, but the feeling just got stronger.
I sat down and fastened my safety belt, and tried to read the paper I got at the door, feeling very uncomfortable, but when I looked at how calmly the other passengers sat, I decided that as I had been in the air so long, and no sleep during the night, my nervous system was a bit overtaxed.
I was horrified when the plane started taxy-ing, as I was now really quite worked up, but when we lifted easily into the sky, I told myself that it was just tiredness, so I sat back and tried to relax, looking out at the window. After a while I realized that we were not climbing, and were still quite near to the ground, and I was starting to hyperventilate, when the Captain's voice told us that due to a machanical fault, we had to turn back to Stansted Airport!
We got back safely, and I vowed never to ignore my intuition again!
The fault could not be rectified, and we had to sit through the night waiting for another aircraft to come back, and take us to Denmark. Luckily Nina had decided to stay home with the baby, because Jan and Rene had to wait right through the night, as Ejsbere was far from Svendborg where they lived, and nobody could tell them when the plane would arrive!
The photo's are of the kid's new house and garden in Svenborg.