So just arrived in Mumbai, the plane was a great laugh in the end (though I don’t think I’ll ever enjoy flying properly) It started badly, as ever I got the shitty end of the stick and me and Stu got the middle seats in the central 4 and the women in front of me had the only broken chair which went back much further than any other!! We did try and flirt with the hostess and try and get an upgrade, but as you’d expect a sympathetic pandering ‘sorry sir’ was it! So it was little bit cramped!
Still as ever I indulged in my in-flight G&Ts and got rather emotional. (Don’t know what it is about flying that gets me emotional? I remember flying to Barbados with Muffle years ago and me and him being emotional wrecks as we watched “Deep Impact’’) Started out well, watched ‘The Departed’ which not only killed almost 3 hours, but was also pretty awesome. It then went a wee bit down hill – After 3 G&Ts we watched Romeo and Juliet, followed by Love actually, which was a bit too much to cope with in the end . The guy sitting next to me must have thought I was a right weirdo sobbing into my cold red wine…
ps Bruv, i have changed the settings now so anyone can comment, so you don’t have to hide behind your wifes name!
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