Usually it’s pretty hard waiting for your favourite things to come back from being repaired. But unlike the Edward Greens I reported on last in this series, my Globe-Trotter suitcase hasn’t really been missed. There were two weekends away in that period, both one night, neither of which called for a real suitcase. Judy Bown’s work got the job instead.
Nonetheless, it was good to have my battered case back, if only to relieve the anxiety of what was happening to it up in Broxbourne. Ever since seeing those EG’s ripped apart it’s hard not to feel anxious.
Thankfully all’s well, as these pictures attest. The new wheel and corner will both look rather new for a while, but only until baggage handling gets hold of it again.
And next time something gets damaged, I’ll remember to complain about it within the two weeks required for compensation from the airlines.