23:27 - Thursday 2nd April 2009
Dinner has been served and we're now, as The Byrds would say, 'Eight Miles High'. The usual "oh, you're a coeliac" conversation ensued at serving time - I have become accustomed to it. Anyway, the resultant scramble resulted in me having to east a meal from Business Class - roast lamb cutlets and vegetables. My Mother would be proud!
So, as I write, I am enjoying a mini-bottle of PRIEUR DES JACOBINS and listening to Oasis playing at the Electric Proms. An altogether pleasurable experience.
I have Carrie to my right (a teacher from another school and a former William Morris student) and Rebecca N- from my tutor group and AS Language and Literature class. A nice couple of thorns for this rose to be between! I jest!
I managed to speak to Jeannie in the departures lounge. I am missing her already. It's funny how love creeps up on you!