When your ship comes in
A few months ago, Herself and I talked idly about a holiday in France.
It was pure wishful thinking as there are just too many obstacles nowadays. There is the complication of pets, finance and of course health. Leastwise I am now somewhat glad that we didn’t book anything.
You see, Irish Ferries [the company we used in the past] has fucked up royally. In fact it is 50,000 tons of fuck up which is quite large by anyone’s standard. They went and booked 10,000 passengers onto their brand new ship for summer sailings which is fine and dandy except that the ship they booked them on isn’t there.
It seems that the company building the ship – the MV WB Yeats – have some kind of hiccough in their building schedule and the delivery date has been postponed. Or maybe it hasn’t. No one seems to be quite sure at the moment.
Anyways, seeing as they didn’t know whether or not the ship would be ready, they waited until Friday afternoon to bang out emails to everyone politely telling them that their holidays were screwed, and then fucked off leaving the backlash to the weekend staff. Poor buggers.
I have considerable sympathy with those that have [or maybe haven’t?] been let down. Ferry travel involves a drop of advanced planning as it invariably has to tie in with something that is booked at the far end, and with annual leave at this end. The annual leave didn’t affect us, but usually we booked our holidays in the Dordogne to start on a Saturday. We therefore booked a Thursday afternoon sailing, arrived in France on Friday, stopped off at an hotel that night at the halfway spot [Poitiers] and arrived at our destination on Saturday afternoon. Having to sail a day or two earlier [or later] would either involve a lot of extra hotel stays or a chunk out of our booked accommodation.
So now we have a ton of unhappy campers all complaining that their holidays have been ruined. Or not. But if the ship does actually arrive on schedule and people do get the sailing they booked they have been dumped with 50,000 tons of uncertainty in the meantime.
Some advice for Irish Ferries……
Don’t count your chickens!
Looks like Ryanair has taken over Irish Ferries – missed that news.
I’m still pissed at Ryanair for O’Leary’s recent addition to Project Fear- and I’m a fan of both ‘Remain’ and Ryanair. I shall remain narked at them too until the next time I need them to fly me to or from Germany (or perhaps Ireland, as the Bestes Frau In The World has been hinting) for less than the so-called ‘coffees’ in the Dep.Lounge cost.
I have never had any dealings with Ryanair. I leave all that flying lark for the birds. Unless it’s a light aircraft of course…
This is obviously a case where your ship has not only not sailed but hasn’t even arrived yet.
So much for big promises!
Is there a saying “the luck of the Irish” somewhere?
So much for German efficiency. https://www.niferry.co.uk/nb-wb-yeats/
With no irony whatsoever this pages header contains this line
and this one is excellent.
I like the way they show that correction, instead of just replacing the word. So it’s all the furniture supplier’s fault?
I’m very well aquainted with Poitiers, a beautiful town with wonderful architechture. I literally owe my life to the hospital there. If it wasn’t for their expertise I would be dead. They declared me clinically dead on two occaisions but somehow with their superb modern intensive care units and the fact that it is a University Hospital held in the same regard as Bordeaux, I pulled through. I am even better aquainted with the Dordogne and should you ever get back over, look me up, I know some very good brasseries and restaurants, well off the beaten track.