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decisions, decisions, decisions.
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I was very happy to be ushered to business class becasue I had.some serious laying back and thinking of Istanbul to acheive; and a list of movies I wanted to watch; and I love real cutlery and Rockpool menus. But the inflight entertainment did not work! So I did the only thing a swlf respecting non complaining type would do.... I drank. 2 gin and tonics, 2 bloody maries, some pinot something, baileys. I explained to the steward that my doctor had encouraged me to keep my fluids up, so he assisted. The lovely Irish lady seated next to me who was next to me was leaving 4 children at home with the husband to visit folk back home, and thanked me for being the inflight entertainment. I had to explain how to work the chair etc, and informed her that he long thin light (light wand perhaps) that allows you to read whilst lying in a bed did not pull out and vibrate, and she laughed so loudly I though we would get a SSSHHHH. But it was her fault really, becasue we haad just been taling about the Irish airline Cunna Lingus.
