Apparently my repeated cries for urgency brought about the required response as the minicab driver expertly drifted into the parking bay in record time. Haphazardly shouting my thanks as I sprinted towards the departure lounge, (paying via the app really helped,) before taking a nervous glance towards my watch whilst running headfirst across the pedestrian crossing, (definitely not actions I usually condone for you over-critical traffic-safety warriors out there.) Jesus it's already 7:45pm, only 15 minutes left until Eve's flight depart.
