Rainbow over the Camel Estuary, Padstow
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Chasing Rainbows

“Customer Service, how can I help you?”

“Oh hello, I wonder if you can. We have an existing booking with connecting flights in Lisbon, but we’re a little bit worried about the short connection time at Lisbon Airport. Is it possible to change just the first flight, the one from Heathrow to Lisbon?”

He asks for our booking reference, then goes quiet. Canned music messes with my ears for a while and then he’s back.

“I am just checking your flights, you should be OK. The connecting flight will be OK”.

“Yes but we’re worried. If we miss that second flight, there isn’t another one to that destination for three days, you see”.

“OK, well I can change your first flight for 598 euros”.

Stunned silence at my end. That amount would virtually double the entire cost of two return flights to our final destination. I find some words.

“I’m just worried that fifty five minutes isn’t enough to make a connecting flight”.

“It can’t be fifty five minutes”, he says, “the minimum our website allows is one hour”.

“But I booked it on your website”, I say, “and it only gives us fifty five minutes”.

Canned music again, for quite a bit longer this time. And then he returns, apologises for the glitch on the website, and books us a flight for the night before at no extra charge whatsoever. From 600 euros or an impossible challenge to an acceptable free of charge solution in the blink of an eye. Result! OK, so it’s a night in a Lisbon airport hotel, but at least we’re not sweating on a fifty five minute window, or indeed parting with a wad of cash.

Except of course we’re left wondering just how the website allows a booking which isn’t seemingly possible.

Incidentally, I never really got this glass half full/half empty thing. All I can say is that when there’s not much beer left in my glass I’m excited because it means it’s nearly time for another one. Where does that put me on the optimism pessimism scale?

Saturday, forecast to be one long miserable bucketful of rain, turns out to be sunshine all the way, just when we’ve committed to a full day of indoor jobs. Sunday, which we’ve reserved for a long coast path walk on what is forecast to be a sunny day, turns out to be windy and unpleasantly squally, forcing us into Beach Box at Harlyn for cappuccino and toasties before we even get going.

Stormy seas near Padstow Cornwall
Moody seas at Treyarnon

Our hike along this very familiar stretch of coastline is exhilarating, spectacular but ultimately too much of a battle with the elements to continue all the way around the exposed limits of Stepper Point. As yet another bout of horizontal rain hammers into our faces on the teeth of the wind and the stone walls offer only so much respite, we turn inland on a path which shortcuts the route back to the estuary.

Stormy seas and a rainbow near Padstow Cornwall
Rainbow on the Atlantic

Below us the Atlantic is still in a heavy mood, pounding cliffs and sending huge plumes of white surf over rocks – rocks which have long been shaped by the same relentless pounding over centuries. Today there’s no mistaking where the sometimes hidden sandbank of the Doom Bar lies, a line of churning white surf marking its form as clearly as any map.

Stormy seas near Padstow Cornwall
Here comes the rain

The interchanging rainstorms and sunbursts create a regular supply of seaborne rainbows; over and over again a perfect spectral arc disappears beneath the surface of the raging sea, on one occasion settling precisely on an offshore rock, teasing us with an unreachable pot of gold out there in the heaving depths. By the time we turn inland we have probably broken our all time record for rainbows per mile.

Stormy seas and a rainbow near Padstow Cornwall
Another beach, another rainbow

Our issues with the energy supply company at home started a few months ago when, according to the “smart meter” (this is, incidentally, a definition of the word “smart” only previously used in the context of “smart motorways”), our empty house used more energy while we were away in Cambodia than while we were at home in the colder months. The energy company, E.On to name and shame, have consistently failed to properly answer our questions or accept that the meter might be faulty.

Then, in September, that same “smart” meter suddenly sends a negative reading, meaning that in E.On’s opinion we have somehow given them a load of electricity back. Their meter has gone backwards and we now, ridiculously, have a credit balance of £600. Incredibly, these dumbass, dim, faceless and feckless individuals at E.On still won’t accept that the meter is faulty. I fear that at some stage we will become one of those victims of a several thousand pound bill and will have a right old battle on our hands.

I despair at how bad things in the corporate world have become. I long to find a large company with a scrap of efficiency and a modicum of customer care.

Chasing rainbows indeed.

Rainbow over the Camel Estuary, Padstow
Still chasing rainbows

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