OK, so I managed to wake up before the witching hour. I actually slept quite well for me. Thanks maybe to the eight, yes, eight pillows that were on offer. Not forgetting the two bolsters. What is with these bolsters? I've been to many countries that provide these weird forms of torture. I have never been able to fit them to any place on my anatomy. Am I weird or is it some kind of Catholic Church penance. 'Say three Hail Marys and sleep on a bolster for ...

t was really up with the sparrow's fart this morning. 6am, what sort of time is that for a girl on holiday? It was yet another airplane to get on, they're all starting to look the same now. It suddenly dawned on me that, with my elevated airline status, come a few perks. One of which is that I can use the Business Class lounge, even if I'm sat with the cattle, which I am. So why not get to the airport in good time and make use of the facilities, ...