Had the WORST night last night. Woke up cold, miserable and just cranky. A mossie had come into my bedroom and was enthusiastically consuming huge quantities of prime grade a Jean Juice. And once I was up, I realised I had been bitten. So there I was – itchy, cold …

There were two girls on the plane the other day. They`re both about, oh…14 or so and speak in the angst and italicised mannerof young teens the world over. They tray`s are down and void of any airline food and they are huddles over the notebooks, scribbling intently with neon …