Free lunches

Last month I wrote about the prospect of a free lunch. Turned out I blew it horribly. The day I was supposed to go for my free lunch I got a call from R's social worker in London telling me he had been wandering late at night and a decision about his future care plan was needed. TODAY. So I walked Bella dog tried to clear my head and think what was best. By early afternoon I was at least cognisant enough of the choices to go through and discuss the implications of the different options. I then worked until about 7.
I looked at my diary the next day - shit - I missed something. I immediately phoned the organiser of said 4 course meal to test English hostessing skills to apologise and explain the circumstances. Not turning up for appointments is such a faux pas in the NL that I thought that I would be black listed all over town. Anyway she accepted my apology and seemed to undertsand the unusual circumstances.
Last week I did eventually get a free lunch. Courtesy of BMI. Having become a frequent flyer I decided to get a frequent flyer card and they were offering a free sandwich and drink to card holders. Don't hold your breathe. It wasn't lobster thermadore. But its been a long time since I remember getting a free meal on an airline.