25 hours without sleep. I am dressed up like a ventriloquist dummy due to Etihad's code. But business again to LHR on EY011. Whoop (despite the two hour delay and "ethnic" family asleep on the floor next to me that smell of moth balls.) What is it about moth testicles that makes us put them in our clothes?? Now, what to do for 4 hours in a suit. Beers??

On board finally. This will do nicely. I got on nice and early so that all the poor people could see me on their walk to the back of the aeroplane (a340-600).Next stop LHR. :-) Think I just saw Peter Andre on board. I didn't know he was still alive. The flight has now been tainted.