freshly sharpened pencils...

that was a quickie for a flight. only six hours. i could live in new york and commute to work in london!! 'tis only a dream. still at the airport waiting for my coach to brum.

i had an entire row to myself. i bought one ticket but they gave me three seats - no complaints. had so much space. iJuda across the aisle kept giving me an evil eye. i only made it worse by setting up my own bar, naba-ed a bit and settled down to my movie marathon. the trolley dolly was good to me. i asked her if they had a particular chardonnay and after that she kept on asking me if i wanted more. how could i say no?

anyway, i'm tired. my clock is now five more hours ahead with zero hours of proper sleep. plenty sleep is in order.

ps. public phone is 30p!!! it used to be 20!!! used to be.