Following on from my recent Belle de Jour small-world experience, you can imagine my delight when I had another such episode on Sunday afternoon.
For who should be lurking at Heathrow Terminal 3 all afternoon whilst I waited for my delayed flight to take-off?
Stalker girl.
Airports are not very big places when you're trying to avoid someone. Thankfully a batch of the Barmy Army (England cricket fans) were gathering for a flight to South Africa for the test series, so I grabbed a pint and talked about Graham Onion's batting average with some seriously dedicated supporters everytime she looked like she might be approaching.
All of the above is my polite way of saying that I'm in New York again and will be here until mid-January. I'll try and keep up with all your blogs (59 posts in 2 days? You guys must be *bored*) but my commenting might be a bit out of date.
Now if you'll excuse me, I have to figure out a way to cook a whole turkey in a frying pan...
Tuesday, 22 December 2009
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4 comments:
you and Mrs. Squirrel have a cool Yule
Kevin - and to you too :)
it's hilarious that you went out of your way to avoid someone who has lived in australia for 2 years now
And the fact that 2 years on you're still reading this just proves my point frankly....
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