Off bright and early to Toulouse airport. Family to drop off and friends from Texas to pick up . In between an hour to wait . Wilf gives me his ' are you thinking what I'm thinking ? ' look . He heads out across the car park , nose down, PON radar on , carefully skirting cars and lamp posts until he miraculously arrives at the McDonalds . How does he do it ?An old PON knows how soon ' not now ' can become ' never '. Two slivers of quarter pounder in the same week . Now that's something worth living for.
