i suffered the worst ever flight back from new york - i’m still traumatised, i swear. firstly it was a night flight - so i had convinced myself that i would sleep the whole way back and wake up back in england. if only that were the case.

instead i had 300lb fat bob in front of me with the beefiest head in the world with dry patches. i know that’s not a nice thing to say and definitely not politically correct - but seriously, he put his chair back as far as it would go and it practically touched my nose.

not only did this mean i couldn’t put my table down, thus no surface for my mac without burning my lap it meant i had practically a 5cm space for the whole of 7 hours as my chair wouldn’t budge at all.

never mind i thought, at least i had a nice young girl sat next to me and not a stinking old guy. turns out the nice young girl was a stinking old guy in disguise who turned out had the snore of a lion and the dribble of a snail!

i think it’s fair to say i’ve never loved my bed more. i’m still waiting for the day BA sends me my gold card - i’m assuming it’s lost in the post!

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