Chris telephoned to say bon voyage and as i said , we were taken by James to Manchester airport - very nice of him - and there was a major security alert as someone was arrested at T3,where we were due to use as BA terminal - the place was chaos and closed down . Hence we had to trudge over to T1 on foot and check in followed by security makes you wonder why anyone flies .
Interesting as there was a news blackout - closing one new and huge terminal at a time of an increased terrorist alert would have been on news. It had been closed for 6 hours when we were there. Police armed everywhere
Your ma and I can recommend business class! We were on a brand new 747-400 and after a dinner of salmon roulade followed by fillet steak plus champagne and glass of excellent chardonnay - to bed with Temazepam - we woke up 2hrs-31mins from Singapore - a 12 hour journey feeling great. The faces on baggage class said it all - haggard as you can visualise.
James recommended a shower so we went to BA business lounge - great shower facilities - the lady also gave me a comb for my hair. These lounges as a boon as you can relax over a coffee and read papers.
It was only 7 hours to Sydney but seemed the longest as it was dark and it was our daytime UK - we arrived at 6am and it was sticky as they have had some rain.
I have no idea how BA loses money as Plane was packed in all classes - pretty professional standard and food cordon bleau - to your Mas delight - it will be all down hill now as crash diet of salads and fruit. Ma has suicide stairs to traverse to the bedroom which are positively dangerous.
We took a taxi and now in Rocks to Junes cottage - using an apple computer - the key board is very ergonomically attractive - this is new state of art a she is in arty tarty scene and also best printers etc . Similar computer to Angela's kids - she is using Firefox/Morzilla
She left us loads of fruit plus 2 bottles of wine and milk .
We had to go to supermarket even though tired - the place was deserted as they have developed a UK trait in taking a "sicky" prior to Australia day tomorrow a public holiday - Australia day - these were the words of a female bus driver who gave us a free ride up George street to Coles the supermarket.
We intended to stay up all day but gave in as exhausted so we are going to awake half the night here.
We can hear the laughter next door as they are having a barbecue - gay couple who own a restaurant - one is from Wales and we got on fine last visit but no time as yet to say hello.
Ma is watching a 70 inch TV - sky is similar to UK in the front room . No Dickinson's real deal - her favourite but other BBC masterpieces from daytime TV.
We are going out for a walk in the dark to circular quays . They are getting ready for tomorrow.
more late r
promise not to complain about heat due 31 tomorrow.
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