“Fight Against Stupidity And
Bureaucracy”
This is a
sort of follow on from yesterday’s blog about Mr Nicholas Scotti, the worst
tourist in the world.
Today’s is
about Mrs Josephine Williams and her family, who in 1975 went to meet a
long-lost brother at Heathrow Airport (London).
Eventually the
traveller wandered into the airport lounge, greatly relaxed by the in-flight
drinking facilities, and was immediately smothered with the kisses of Mrs
Williams and her sisters.
“Gee, this is great,” he kept saying, all the while
cuddling Mrs Williams in a manner which she later described as “not like a brother.”
His
enthusiasm for British hospitality was modified, however, when Mr Williams
shook his hand firmly and ushered him to a parked car.
They first
suspected that something might be amiss when their long-lost relative tried to
jump out of the car while travelling at speed up the motorway.
When told
that he was being taken to a family reunion in Coventry, he replied, “Take my money. Here’s my wallet. Take it
and let me go.”
Slumped
miserably in the front seat, he added, “This
is the first time I have been to England and I am being kidnapped.”
“I thought from the beginning he
wasn’t my brother,”
Mrs Williams said later, “but my sisters
wouldn’t listen. They said I was only twelve when he left for America and
wouldn’t remember.”
They had
taken home a complete stranger! I don’t
know if they ever met up with their brother or not.
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