The flight was good. I think the captain was on some kind of mission to get home early! Despite going through quite a bit of turbulence the seatbelt lights didnt come on once! I tried despearately to sleep but couldnt so I read my book - the most amazing The Pact by Jodi Pocoult - what a deep and thought provoking book that is.
This is a picture of one of the Virgin cabin staff dressed as Elvis - hilairous!
Arrived in the UK at about 11am, totally fatigued. Now I've got the bloody jet lag to contend with for the next week or so as well as going back to the miserable place that is BOC!
My dogs hardly recognised me - I think they have been spoilt by the house sitter just a little too much. Unfortunately Bailey has some kind of injury after a high speed collision with Harvey. He seems OK, just a little lame but I knew there was something wrong with him as soon as I entered the door. The cat on the other hand was actually quite glad to see me although I suspect that maybe just because she wants more food!
There really is no such place like 161.100.....sorry, geek joke!
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