Dozens of tired holiday makers are gathered around luggage carousel 6 at Palma airport. It’s been half an hour and other than four bags that did a double circuit before being collected, there’s been no sign of the rest of the bags from Norwich.
An old guy behind me is suggesting we all write to our local newspaper. “This is bloody ridiculous,” he observes, “we might as well be in Perth.”
I struggle for a while to see any connection with our frustration and the Australian city. “They need to be told. We should all write to the EDP and tell them what’s going on here. This is the EU in action. We’re all old and there’s nowhere to sit.”
I look round at my fellow travellers. He’s right. There is nowhere to sit, just like the luggage collection area in some Western Australian airport, I imagine.