For a moment there the pair of us thought we were on a Monarch airlines chartered flight.....but no this was British Airways and the doors had already closed!
First there was the women in the one piece furry catsuit...i kid you not!...apparently this kind of clothing is very popular in...well the UK! The look was not flattering and i sincerely hope that Stella Mccarthy and John Rocha can sort her out before things slip even further!
A short while later, having tucked away what was perhaps one of the nicest chocolate mousse's i have had to date, we were treated to a short announcement by our cabin crew......namely could we turn to our neighbour and sniff them! Without a doubt long haul flights are well long and whilst ones sense of smell might diminish with altitude or a pressurised cabin i seriously did not fancy the proposect of sniffing my male spanish neighbour!.....but wait a second you may ask...why the strange request? Well the cabin crew went on to elaborate and explained that someone had been smoking in one of our lavatories! Great I thought..here i am in a pressrised, oxygen rich environment....not only with a wiffy neighbour but with a smoker short on nicoteen patches and armed with a lighter who according to the captain was about to get us diverted to god knows where! My suspicons naturally enough centred on the elderly lady in row 27B who i noted had been to the toilet 3 times in the past few hours and looked nervious .....ignoring the fact that these calls of nature might well have been considered normal i was about to comence the interrogation until Leigh sat on me and offered me her Chocolate Mousse.....international incident averted!
Apart from the 2 passengers at the back who thought we'd arrived at Rio early and who then proceeded to try and disembark before landing, the rest of the flight went without incident!
Anyway....arrived safe and sound and are currently tucked away in our hillside hideaway!