Lost and found

Last week, I flew from Edinburgh to Zurich for a conference. On arrival, I stood at the conveyor belt watching my fellow passengers collect their suitcases. Until I was the only one left, as It slowly dawned on me my luggage wasn’t coming.

On the face of it, this situation was no big deal. I still had the clothes I was standing in. The airline gave me an emergency supply of toothpaste, soap and a razor. I was staying in a comfortable hotel. Nobody died. Yet in another sense, the experience... Read more