
Miss Curtis and Mr Hym0rs looking bored of Burnsie’s chat already and we ain’t left Edimburgo yet!

I want my baby back ribs!

Heathrow – what a dump. Couple of stoobies on the walkway too!
The EVA Air flight was looking good, this time they had the wee TV screens in the back of the seat in front of you and some games accessed via the joypad in the armrest. Usual leg room etc, major disappointment was the utter CHOOBS that were sitting directly behind me and Burnsie. Two Welsh guys that just sat and drank, chatted, drank, laughed, drank, got louder, drank, shouted. You can hardly turn round a criticise them, but when you are trying to get some kip, it isn’t the best. Good thing though was that the seats were 3-3-3 so Hym0rs ended up sitting to some random choppers for the whole flight, totally out of the equation! Nice one. Films = War of the Worlds (awfull), The Longest Yard (not bad), Fantastic Four (bobbins).
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