London Heathrow (LHR) - Gibraltar (GIB)
			As previously 
			arranged, the group met up in the vicinity of the Terminal 1 BA 
			Lounge Pavilion at around 0630 - more or less! There were enough 
			gold cards to ensure that everyone could be admitted to the First
			Lounge and before long we were all seated at the 
			impressive Champagne Bar. As at least one of the group said : "Might 
			as well start as we mean to go on!" Actually, most people started 
			off with fruit juice, cereal and bacon baguettes, but by 7 o'clock, 
			all pretence was cast aside and the first corks were popping on some 
			absolutely lovely Alfred Gratien pink Champagne. Very nice indeed
			
  
			By 0730, I was dropping hints that it really was time to head for 
			the gate. Champagne bottle count by 0730 : 5 
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			Delay at the 
			gate was minimal and we were soon boarding our GB Airways A320, 
			occupying almost the whole left side of the Club Europe cabin. I had 
			managed to grab 1A using OLCI, in cahoots with fellow EDI-based 
			FlyerTalker GregM, who was now in 1C. Those of us who were 
			paying attention were well and truly startled to hear the Captain 
			say, as part of his introductory remarks : " ... and a very special 
			welcome to the group joining us from FT this morning!" My goodness 
			... news does get around! You know, in retrospect, there was quite a 
			strong clue to the mystery in the message itself : the Captain had 
			said "FT", not "FlyerTalk". Who else but a fellow FTer would do 
			that? As we were soon to discover, our aircraft was to be flown by 
			our very own DarrenT. What an exceptional turn of events!
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			Things were to 
			be just a little bit delayed, however, for as Darren himself 
			explained, four different aircraft had all 
			requested pushback at the same time from the same little corner of 
			the airport! Oh well, not to worry. We eventually got underway at 
			0812, made our way out to runway 27R and lifted into the morning 
			skies at 0824, giving the group an excellent view of the latest 
			progress at T5. A hot towels service was offered as we headed 
			towards the Isle of Wight and soon thereafter, breakfast was being 
			served, accompanied by ... you guessed it ... more Champagne
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			We passed the time chatting once 
			the trays had been cleared away, as our A320 made its way across the 
			Bay of Biscay, over the north coast of Spain, passing west of Madrid 
			and out into the Mediterranean at Malaga. Our route then took us 
			west through the Straits for a big U-turn that would let us make our 
			easterly approach into Gib. The landing at GIB is a spectacular one 
			: it is such an odd feeling to be flying so low over water and with 
			such restricted space available at the airport, it's essential that 
			the pilot sets the aircraft down at just the right spot. Even then, 
			it's a major braking and reverse thrust job to ensure that you don't 
			end up taking an unscheduled boat trip
			
  
			Thankfully, Darren had the situation well under control and we taxi-ed 
			to our stand for an on-time 1144 arrival.
			Although it 
			seemed strange to sit tight while the Y cabin disembarked, we did 
			exactly that, so that we could say hello and thank you to the 
			other FlyerTalker aboard BA6898 - the
			one in the very front seat!
			Champagne bottle count by 1145 : 10 
			
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