Well it's only the first day and I've already got a story to tell!

I went through security with no problems (although a bit teary eyed), departures was good and then boarded fine... but while sitting in my seat on the plane it was like playing human roulette as people walked by the empty seat next to me!!

Finally a middle aged Brit with a bright bright red face walked up the isle to the empty seat and sat next to me! He seamed very talkative, which was a positive - better than sitting in silence for 7 hours!!

As we got talking he explained he is a seasoned flyer and has a little routine of "Film, Vodka, Sleep", The Vodka acting as a sleep aid. All sounded fine to me! He ordered two little vodkas when the time came, and a coke to help it down, and I just had a coke to myself!

Later in the flight, after a long stint of this man talking, he asked me if I could order two vodkas for him, seeing as I wasn't drinking?

So I agreed,thinking why can't he have two more he will be out like a light and happy days!

The problem being I wrongly assumed he asked me because he thought the airline wouldn't give him more than two alcoholic drinks! But after I put my order in for two vodkas he said and ill have the same!!!!

That's when it clicked!! This man wasn't red faced and talkative for no reason!! He now had a total of 6 mini bottles of vodka! He drunk all in quick succession and didn't sleep a wink! Furthermore my naivety cost me every story told a second time, with a bit less detail and a bit more slur!