Meeting Tess at Heathrow ...

Yesterday, we drove to Heathrow to meet Tessa, whose flight touched down just after eight in the morning - 

When we arrived at the airport it was still dark - 

Immense lorries with glaring headlamps had haunted the motorways - flyovers were illuminated by orange light - thick set men gathered around transit vans in lay bys - a fox's eyes were cruel yellow jewels - 

We entered the pristine Alphaville of Terminal Two just after six - 

In Caffe Nero, I looked up to see what time it was in Sydney - 

I felt the thrill of strange names flow through my veins - 

A Chinese girl sipped an iced coffee - the screens flickered overhead - 

Then, soon after eight thirty, there she was - Tessa, striding towards us, smiling, crowned with adventures, gifting us with her laughter - 

 

08.45

October 25 2014

Terminal Two

Heathrow