Mrs M has been in England for the last week leaving me to run down the fridge which I did with a little too much zeal. Last night’s meal included the remainder of a three-day-old sausage and lentil casserole, a few wrinkled peas and a runny banana. Yummy.
Airline advertisements create images of smartly dressed passengers sitting in the corner of humongous seats in a brightly-lit and sweet-smelling cabin being fed by elegant hostesses serving handcrafted meals tailored to the individual needs of the passenger. In reality, the fourteen-hour flight to London was cramped, smelly (why does the toilet always look like a well-used cat tray at the end of a long-haul flight?) and culinarily uninspiring…..all good preparation for landing at Terminal 3. Still, can’t complain.
Airline advertisements create images of smartly dressed passengers sitting in the corner of humongous seats in a brightly-lit and sweet-smelling cabin being fed by elegant hostesses serving handcrafted meals tailored to the individual needs of the passenger. In reality, the fourteen-hour flight to London was cramped, smelly (why does the toilet always look like a well-used cat tray at the end of a long-haul flight?) and culinarily uninspiring…..all good preparation for landing at Terminal 3. Still, can’t complain.
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