Linda Kennedy: A plane full of Celtic fans isn't my idea of paradise
It’s 8am on a weekday at Edinburgh airport. I’m off to do some work in Budapest. I’ve already checked in and triumphed in the battle to print a sticky bag tag and adhere it to my luggage. I’ve got work material on my new iPad and a cortado coffee – a diminutive 150ml less-foamy cappuccino. I’m feeling quite the cosmopolitan dame.