For a few minutes yesterday I experienced the numbing sensation that must be familiar to those relatives and friends of the downed jet as I searched to confirm the flight number was different. A friends son who I've know since a baby flew out on MAS at the same time to KL as the doomed jet. They were in exactly the wrong place at the wrong time and chance alone saved them. From such fine threads do we survive.
That's It Folks!
The gate is now shut. With no one around, it's time to turn off the lights and leave. It's been fun and maybe one day someone will...
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I am no longer cursed. Why? Because I no longer have hair. No red hair to be precise. In my hippy youth I looked very much like the poor... -
The gate is now shut. With no one around, it's time to turn off the lights and leave. It's been fun and maybe one day someone will... -
Had a day on my own in London yesterday so, as it was a beautiful warm day, decided to take the tourist boat down to Greenwich. Fi...
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