I had a free day in Copenhagen with a performance of Albert Herring in the evening, which was to be attended by the King of Denmark, himself an amateur conductor.
I thought I would leave Copenhagen early in the morning and take the ferry to Gothenburg, Sweden, and then return by an early afternoon ferry to be in time for the opera performance.
I had a good look round Gothenburg and went to catch the ferry back to Copenhagen. Going through customs I showed my British passport to a customs officer who became very rude and obstreperous. He sneered at the souvenirs I had bought and questioned me endlessly. Just as the ferry’s whistle blew he decided to let me go,so I ran up the gangplank just as they were about to raise it. I would be in time to play the opera after all!