Patrick Forsyth considers how the times we live in affect our travel writing
Long ago I was flying to London from Dublin when a delay struck: all the passengers were disembarked and after a couple of hours re-boarded. Beginning the departure procedures, the pilot came on the intercom and apologised: ‘I am so sorry for the delay,’ he said, ‘but we had a report that there was a bomb on the plane. However, we have instigated a thorough search and I can tell you now that there is no bomb on this plane… or if there is we can’t find it.’