Flying by the seat of our pants

Dublin to Istanbul. Isanbul to Tbilisi.Tbilisi to Istanbul.Istanbul to Geneva. Geneva to London. London to Dublin. No, there was no danger of this traveller becoming a poster boy for Extinction Rebellion this past week, as six flights in six days were required to ensure coverage of Ireland’s back to back qualifiers in Georgia and Switzerland.

And, with further apologies to Greta Thunberg, I have to say that if the day does ever come when we find we’re all back to having to set sail for our jaunts around the globe, I for one will mourn the passing of an era when, relatively guilt-free — if not so light in pocket — a lot of us got to ride in the belly of the Great Silver Bird. Not that there aren’t downsides to the high life, of course.