There! Hear it? The sound of the other stiletto falling. Here I was, worried all weekend about how Sunquest was going to lift itself up next winter â€“ and bingo! My inbox tinkled with the jazzy news at 8:45 am Easter Monday. For those of you who were dismissing the Riu-duced operator, apparently they were only playing dead, Pumpkins.
Eleven Thomas Cook B-757â€™s will be dressed up in blue livery (Yeesh. Here I must interject, dahrlings. An organ meat motif is just a bad idea, people. I know times are tough, but a little effort on the design front never hurts). The planes will be operated by Jazz whoâ€™s going to be hiring crews just as soon as the whole ticket gets approved by the feds.
No word yet on how Air Canada Vacations feels about the deal. Personally, I wouldnâ€™t take kindly to my chauffeur driving the neighbourâ€™s wife down south. My gardener trimming her lawn. My tennis pro whacking her balls. You get the picture. (Actually, if you did get any â€“ please forward them.)
Now, where does all this leave Robbie â€˜all jazzed up and nowhere to goâ€™ Goldberg?