Back in the good ol’ K of U
Helloooooo! Well, after the worst flight I’ve ever experienced in my life, we’re back visiting in the UK for the weekend and I’ve taken the opportunity to nick a seat at the computer and update you all. Bad news is that both C and R are away this weekend, so no drunken cocktail reunions for us, but plenty of other socialising to be done, and a visit to the wonderful B is very high on my list, so I’ll keep you informed.
My God, the flight was turbulent. The lovely Ryanair pilot was terribly apologetic, but there were several very green faces as we were shaken not just up and down but side to side too. The stewardess, in spectacularly tactless fashion in my view, confided to hubby that it was the worst flight she’d ever encountered. Honestly, dear reader, I nearly barfed. And there were no drinks or food because it was too dangerous for them to bring their trolleys down the aisle.
Anyoo, I’m off for a medicinal glass of wine after my turbulent trauma, and hopefully I’ll be able to nab a spare computer this weekend to update you a bit more. The good news is that we now have a phone line at home, so not long (hopefully) til the internet connection follows. Big hugs!
