Goodbye

As Aberdeen Airport waves goodbye to another plane load of people off on whatever adventure it is leaving behind a dry, crisp but cold autumn morning in the Granite City.

Whenever I see planes depart I wonder where it is the people on board are going and what they are going to do. Then the twelve year old in me appears and all sorts of fantasies whizz through my mind at a rapid rate of knots with most them involving pirates (strangely), remote deserts island (to be expected) and the police (weirdly).

I can sometimes be a bit, well downright lunatic fringe at times.