[Roger Slater]

Heathrow was a madhouse when the taxi driver deposited Joanne at the door of the terminal with twelve giant suitcases. How could she possibly make it to the gate on her own? Suddenly a young man wearing a porter's cap appeared before her. He had a long beard, bushy eyebrows, and even his fingers seemed to be crusted with fur. Joanne had never seen a man possessed of more hair. He was small, like a boy, but somehow he managed, as if by magic, to lift six suitcases in each arm. Moments later he deposited her and her belongings safely at the check-in counter. After he was gone, Joanne reflected, "That hairy porter was a regular wizard!"