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Date: 16 February 2007 21:46:29
It has been nearly seven years since I last got on a plane. Shocking, but true. Tomorrow, though, I shall be flying to Guernsey to meet Auntie D's family and spend a week seeing the sights, smelling the smells and whatevering the whatever else it has to offer.
The last flight I went on was a return from Tenerife (I hated it there - it's a long story though...) where I was stuck in the window seat - not literally stuck, at least not at first - with a stroppy child of about five next to me, and his parents were the other side of the aisle making a big deal out of all his stropping, which of course just made him strop some more. Although I didn't smell anything untoward, the fact that the stewardesses came and put a plastic sheet under him, suggested he may have either peed himself or threatened to do so... Anyway, he whinged and whined for ages, before eventually falling asleep. Which left me properly stuck in the window seat, and unable to get out and go to the loo without waking the little cherub, who would no doubt have kicked off again. So I sat there, desperately holding it all in, for a couple of hours while the horrid brat slept soundly beside me and his grumpy parents moaned about him from across the way.
This time I imagine I'll be sitting next to Auntie Doris, who I hope won't have a strop or threaten to pee herself...