It was exactly like one of those films. Actually, that film.
A couple of hours at the airport, LHR T5 waiting for some family that had one of their suitcases go to the wrong carousel.
And waiting, and seeing all the hugs and excitement. A few irate parents of young kids. A paparazzi waiting for the famous people. But most of all, people happy to see family in time for Christmas. Lovely.
(And of course, Costa coffee making a lot of money out of waiting family members in the December cold.)
