Two hours late meant I missed my connection to sing in a concert in Villard sur Thones.
I rang the choir master to say I would do my damndest to be there. Having explained the situation to a very helpful steward, he agreed to ask the Captain if an announcement could be made to see if anyone was traveling to Thones. The Captain kindly agreed but no luck. I then asked the steward for a piece of'paper and a pen which were supplied with a smile and he saying their leader of their team, who is normally with them, lives in Thones. I leaped off to 'kiss and fly' to hitch and the fifth car stopped and drove me directly to the church, in time to sing in the concert. Phew, but it would have been nice to have been informed as to why the delay had taken place.