It's all Greek to me!
Bristol Airport was crowded, mainly because no-one had managed to take off for about sixteen hours. We were patiently waiting to check in our baggage when a smiling lady told us that they had to pause for a while: they had to move all the bags that were already checked in. And they did! The ladies with clipboards discarded them and began shifting luggage. I think I could see the pilot in the distance, loading bags onto the trolley! Later the ladies returns and picked up their clipboards and check in recommenced. Within three hours we were sitting hopefully in the departure lounge, waiting for a Gate number to replace the "Delayed" entry on the departures board. I heard a rumble of jet engines in the distance, a ripple of elation buzzed through the crowd: a plane had taken off! After six hours, which included a 40 minute wait at the bar for essential supplies, we are told to report to gate 8: "You're flight has been cancelled." smiled the charming lady. "Go