Evening froglettes,

Well, what a day I have had.  Here I am now sitting very comfortably with a glass of pumpkin juice in one hand while I scribble this message with my other hand.

This morning I caught a flight to the Emerald Isle to visit my Uncle and Aunt and enjoy some fishing with my cousins.  My journey was all very straight forward until I reached airport security. Froglettes, I have never seen such a bored group of people in all my life standing around staring into space while one lady is not only lucky enough to be given a chair to sit on but she can watch television all day.

So, while standing in the queue, I though I would liven things up a bit.  When it got to my turn to put my backpack through the scanner, I had a quick look around and, as I thought, no one was really watching me.  Quick as a flash, I jumped up onto the conveyor belt beside my backpack and sat cross-legged as the conveyor belt went through the dark tunnel. When I got to the television screen, I turned quickly, grinned and waved at the lady watching me and then sat as still as a statue.

When I appeared the other side of the tunnel, there was mayhem.  Everyone seemed to be shouting at each other and wildly waving their arms in no particular direction but they had stopped staring into space which was a result, in my opinion!  The lady I had waved at was standing screaming at no one in particular and then she saw me and pointed a shaking finger at me saying, “that’s him, he’s the one that waved at me just now”.

Before I could jump of the conveyor belt with my backpack and make my escape, a rather large, plump arm seemed to come out of nowhere and lifted me off the conveyor belt and carried me over to a side room with my legs dangling in the air.  It was mortifying.

The owner of the rather large, plump arm then sat down behind a desk that had one desk lamp and one small grey filing tray on it with about three pieces of paper in it and then he was joined by another man whom I was told was his supervisor.

I was made to explain my stunt to them and judging by their serious expressions, I started to get the impression that I might be in serious trouble and a trickle of nervousness went down my spine.  I was then told that I could end up with a court appearance and a fine to top it all off!  Honestly, I meant no harm, all I was trying to do was to make a group of glum people laugh and make their day more fun and this was the thanks that I got.

After what seemed like a really long time as the two men discussed me while I was still in the room, I was given a strict talking to and allowed to go.  Really, I do wonder where their sense of humour has gone!

Till next time, froglettes.

Errol