Mish Moneypenny! Fanshy being shaken and shtirred?

Ooooer! If only!

It was the most beautiful day! I always feel a little melancholy leaving Scotland but today was somehow different. I had a feeling of strange optimism as I walked up to the station with mom. I am finally starting to believe that while it's unlikely I'll get everything I want - let's face it, who really gets everything anyway? - I will be happy. It would have been quite a good time to be run over by a bus really, in a positive frame of mind. I'd prefer not to see it coming though. I wouldn't my last words to be 'Oooo a bus!' Actually that has just reminded me of a joke which is far too rude for here.

Urrrggghhhh! I am holding my breath here attempting not to inhale. The man in the seat in front of me (who is also snoring and wearing headphones) has passed wind loudly and judging by the horrendous pong has clearly had sprouts or cabbage for breakfast. I'm not joking! This is bad! I'd take a picture of the top of his head but I don't want my camera lens to fog up. My contact lenses are struggling to stay in my eyes, they are watering so much. There might be fresh air closer to the floor though it I did have to scrabble around.

The train/bus to the airport earlier was lovely in the brilliant December sunshine. No troubles there. This week in Ayr, I wore my walking boots all week for the first time in ages. What I was out of practise with, was getting them off in a hurry going through airport security. A helpful fellow passenger who looked like an axe murderer pulled my right one off while two security guards held my arms. My face is still red now. Horror of horrors!

Nothing else to report today. Oh! This little fellow was there when I got in the house.

Track? What else? - This Flight Tonight