January 23rd, 2007

full steam ahead


I'm not good at mornings. Morning after a transatlantic flight home is a particular low. My cold made my ears slow to unblock and as the American lady behind us is favouring the cabin with her views on the succession (the heir needs a solid girlfriend), planes (all airbuses must be noisy and uncomfortable because United airbuses are; where the engine is), airlines (Virgin isn't allocated gates because they're not BA), advertising (why does the Hong Kong Shanghai Bank put up signs everywhere) and the like I'm praying for my ears to block back up.