28 hours back in 88 going to Corfu, French called a strike and no one knew it would be over so they just kept putting us off, got one cold meal out the bastards at Manchester airport in all that time, no one could go home because you just didn't know when it would go and couldn't afford to lose the holiday. Back then no mobiles so we just stayed at the airport a nd slept on the floor, made it onto the front of the MEN with our story, needless to say when I arrived in Benitses I got legless and shagged a fucking ugly ginger bird on the first night, blamed it on the delay and jet lag ;)