We are last off the plane, but Christine is soon reunited with her wheelchair. We are led through to collect our luggage.
I thought I'd got a spare set of camera batteries with me, but the ones in my pocket seem to be dead. So I stand guard over the luggage while Christine goes into W.H.Smiths and buys me a new set. She also buys herself a couple of paperbacks.
So now to see about getting a taxi down to the ship.
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