Strangely for me the stress started after I'd paid off the Mobil Pegasus. Left the ship in Beaumont Texas and for some reason (it's still a mystery) I bought a baseball bat. An all aluminium Bombat. I couldn't fit it into a suitcase, so decided to carry it as hand luggage.
Alas at the airport the security staff were highly unimpressed and told me there was
'no way in hell' I could carry that onto the plane. So they gave me a label for it and sent it on the conveyor belt as luggage.
"Goodbye baseball bat," I said to myself as I watched it disappear, thinking it will never be seen again.
Guess what was the first thing that popped onto the carousel at Heathrow ?
I've still got it 40 plus years on.
