My first trip on an aeroplane.

I had my first trip on a plane today, the one you can see through the window. Mum and Dad took me to see Dad's Uncle Roger and his family in Kent. Mum and Dad described it as being like riding on the Pinky Ponk, but it didn't look much like the Pinky Ponk to me. I was very good and slept most of the time. When I wasn't sleeping, I was smiling at people and holding out my hand to them. Sometimes I just pointed my finger. It was all very exciting.