Evil bloody weather, upsetting My plans

[desperance]

Karen's flight into Heathrow looks okay, but her onward connection to Newcastle has been cancelled. She may be able to rebook onto another flight; she may be able to get a train. She may have to fall back on the Marquisate in Cambridge. Where she will undoubtedly have a lovely time, but, y'know. Not with me. *mutters "bah, humbug" at the snow*