Sunday, April 10, 2011


On days like this, I lie on my back in the garden with my arms outstretched and watch the underbelly of planes go past as they prepare to land at Heathrow.  Sometimes, if I cock my head at just the right angle, I'll catch the sight of the all-too-familiar BA tail - the one with the Union Jack - and get the strong urge to hop the next flight to Seattle-Tacoma International Airport.

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