Having an Unexpected Journey in Melbs because we were late leaving Akkland. Still experiencing a greasy residue of ill-feeling at the airport hotel breakfast buffet as an Australian looking woman snagged my toast while I was at the espresso machine. Murders happen for less!
Bit of a zombie by the end of the night. Combination of weepy goldfish brain and psycho axe murderer; hope I wasn’t too much of a shit to the workers. I wonder how the pensioners from Birmingham and the mother travelling solo who were also at the 3am baggage carousel appointment (disappointment) are getting on today.
Relaxed day of pencilling ahead. This is a thing; who knew?!