• Prayer for those caught up in the Clutha Vaults tragedy

    We will be remembering those who have died and praying for all those caught up in the Clutha Vaults tragedy on Sunday 1 December 2013 at the 10.30 am service and indeed at all services on that day.

    The following prayer is offered for those in Glasgow and those from further afield who wish to pray for the city at this time.

    Eternal God
    Help us to pray for the people of Glasgow – this dear green place.
    With thanksgiving we remember those who have shown courage.
    With concern we remember those injured.
    With compassion we remember the bereaved.
    With love we pray for all caught up in this event.
    Strengthen the weary.
    Protect the vulnerable.
    Embrace those who grieve.
    Amen.

4 responses to “In praise of Easyjet staff on a very bad flight home”

  1. Robin Avatar
    Robin

    I’m sure I should have reacted in the same way as Mr Angry, which is why I never fly. It’s a form of claustrophobia – I also never travel by train if I can possibly avoid it, because passengers these days are powerless to open the windows and doors, and even to travel in a car with central locking is an ordeal. So, in effect, I can’t travel nowadays.

  2. Rosemary Hannah Avatar
    Rosemary Hannah

    The last time I had a Mr Angry he was sat next to me in a very public place where my reputation was at stake. Also I have a professional connection with him. Inevitably I felt it all reflected on me. It was a bad experience. A really bad experience. Anger of that kind is, I suspect, needing professional help of some kind.

  3. Beth Routledge Avatar

    I’ve done the getting off the plane and spending the night in a hotel business, and I do not recommend it. 22 hours late. Our families were interviewed on local news.

    Still not sure I wouldn’t rather do that again than sit through what sounds like one of the worst non-crashing flights in commercial aviation history.

  4. Christine McIntosh Avatar

    Wonderful tale, Kelvin – we’re enjoying it as we sit with our feet up looking out over The Minch at the end of a perfect day on Berneray …(sorry!)

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